So, I’ve been working on learning how to box for about four weeks now. There’s been some learning, but it’s not quick, and it’s not easy. I chose boxing because I liked the raw power of it. It’s brutal as opposed to beautiful. It’s taken me a long time to get used to the fact that I’ll never be a delicate, fine-boned creature — so instead, I’m conspiring to be an even more intimidating one.

I’ll be beginning sparring next week, which should be cool. I have an aversion to hitting people — I’m always afraid I’ll hurt some one, or worse; I’m afraid I’ll *like* hurting someone. Getting hit has never been a concern. I don’t mind taking hits. I don’t mind blood or pain or any of that. I’m afraid I’ll knock somebody down who won’t get up again.

Suffice to say, however, that I expect to be getting my ass kicked for the next six months. Hurting other people shouldn’t be an issue.

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