Days 31 & 32 – Sugar Ray Leonard boxing gloves
The past few days have been rest days for me. I took Tuesday night off of training in hopes that an evening of rest would help to sort out the problem. Apparently miracles take longer than one evening. Thus this has lead to 2 days off work, a chest x-ray that thankfully informed me that I did not have pneumonia as my Doctor had suspected, an arsenal of new drugs (antibiotics, steroids and a nifty inhaler) and Doctor prescribed rest. Wednesday was ok because I was busy going from the doctor’s office to the hospital etc and ate up a little bit of my day, but today was painful. Stir crazy is an understatement. Other than my cough I actually felt not too bad today, but the doctor told me not to go in especially with the number of children I teach in a day incase I could spread whatever I got. One thing I did notice during all the tests and during today is that I am lacking in my ability to breathe normally. I am having a hard time taking deep breaths and also blowing out enough air. I did a small test where I had to blow into the tube and my doctor actually laughed at my first attempt until she realized that it was actually the best that I could do. Hopefully each day will make some improvements.
So, during my stir crazy waiting today I obviously resorted to perusing the internet. Some of my friends were posting this great video of a little girl boxing with her father in Russia. She is amazing and makes my last 2 years of training look like I just started boxing last week! Check her out!
It also reminds me of an “incident” I had with my best friend, Meagan Ratz, from home when we were probably about the same age as the girl in the video. We by no means had the skills of this girl, but one year Meagan received a pair of Sugar Ray Leonard boxing gloves as a present. We thought these were amazing. (Did I mention that we were “tom boys”??) So, as any kid would do, she shared them with me. I got one glove and she got the other. We did our best version of boxing, but I think Meagan may have given it a big swing and we kind of spun out of control and ended up with Meagan smashing her face into the top of my head and breaking her tooth off on my noggin. It was horrible. Meagan was in obvious pain and my father came running down the stairs in a hurry to help her. I was a little perturbed that he rushed to her care first since I was his child and my head was throbbing, but obviously Meagan needed immediate assistance. I like to think that I knocked her tooth out with a Sugar Ray Leonard-esque amazing combination, but unfortunately the story is of two girls who should never be given a set of boxing gloves and left to their own devices.
Meagan reminded me of this this summer when I was home for a visit. On my second last day we were once again boxing. Bare knuckled this time (no, this doesn’t seem like a bad idea at all…) and I was showing Meagan some of the combinations I had been learning. This is the parting gift she left me with this time.
I guess we are even now?!?!