Wednesday, August 03, 2005
Boxing as the New Passion
My trainer told me that I am a natural when it comes to boxing. We have been practicing that routine since last week and I just love it.
Has the violent side of me finally revealed itself?
I love the moment when you hold up all your strength toward your lower abdominal and back and then throw out that kick or fist, in a split second. All that you have pained for, quested for and strived for are in that throw and you just kind of hope that by letting it go, you find yourself unloaded, liberated, but also reassured and reconstructed.
I feel like being Robert De Niro in Raging Bull, Rocky, the girl in Million Dollar Baby and/or just myself, silently but healthily angry toward myself and what I have been questioning of life, but is ready to live up and live stronger.
Like being a Boxer facing a sand bag which holds frustration and burden of life that we all have to face and take that strike, with focus, speed and silence, and then walk away a little better and newer.