As a kid in the Colorado mountains, I loved running around the fields, in the woods- anywhere outside. I’d come in at dusk after a long day of play, clothes drenched in tree sap, with dirty hands and face.
I talked to the squirrels, birds, trees and pinecones. I’d gather up injured animals and take them to the local vet. I was immersed in my world and it was me. There wasn’t a separation from me to nature. I was connected to all people, the lakes and every sound that could be heard for miles
These windows at the gym connect me to the outside. I peer out them at each person that passes by daily. I’m still connected. Boxing allows me to express my feral side in a civilized manner as an adult. #coachesdowntime connects me to where I came from. Barefoot in Volunteer park or by the chapel at Seattle University…..I remember how alive I feel being able to express my physicality connected to nature.
Boxing gives me the same feeling inside the gym. Coaching taps into my connection with others. It’s been a sweet 5 years.