And the fight was immediately replaced with emptiness.
He was my hero, my mentor, my friend and sounding board. He was my father. And in that very moment he was gone. It was the second time my world came crashing down in just 3 years and I would have no idea how much it would effect me. How does one continue through life normally after someone that was a huge part of all of a sudden isn't.
There was the funeral, dealing with belongings, the estate and trying to figure out everything he had and everything that needed to be done. I had become increasingly busy at work, and was just a little grateful I had all of these things that would keep the emptiness from taking over.
But it did slowly take over and the "old me" was revealing itself piece by piece. The desire for food, the depression, the self doubt and the laziness was starting to take over.
Until, I heard the magic words "I have a fight for you".
I had voiced to my trainer that I wanted to get in the ring some day, in a real boxing match. It seemed like the logical next step. I had opened up my own boxing gym, and I needed to find something that would challenge me, that I could work towards, that would fill the emptiness. And that was it - a real boxing match.
It's not about hitting, or getting hit for me. It's about becoming even better than I am, getting stronger, more confident than I could have ever imagined. I want to see if I can actually do it, with the years of training I have had. I'm nervous, I'm excited and anxious to start the rigorous training.
It's with this that I proudly announce the formation of the UnderGround Fight Team. I know there are others out there just like me that need a challenge, need something to work towards, just need something to fill the emptiness. And I do this for not only myself, but for all of them. Because life is much better when you are a part of a team.
So today, I begin to fight. Again.
