I enter and the steam hits my face obliterating the cold outside.
Fist bumps around, smiling faces involved in their tasks.
Coaches walking around filling the gaps of unknown with simple instruction. Adding encouragement, useful criticism and a dose of a nudge or push.
1200 square feet completely used on the daily, every nook and cranny supporting the secrets that the heavy bags keep.
Arcaro, an Italian family full of its own history and the namesake of all that happens in this space. A family storied with struggle, strife, successes and transitions. All that boxing is encapsulated in heritage.
Grandpa Arcaro from World War I to the walls protecting Cincinnati roads….masonry his craft. A formidable patriarch in a family of 19 including himself paving the way for the rest of us to ease on in.
There is no simple family, no simple Thanksgiving, no easy way to live this life…….no way to reconcile what our relatives did or didn’t do. We are here now with a duty to give to one another…..to make a story that changes the past.
Boxing always makes the most sense- it is our vehicle to provide a community to support you no matter your status, your place in history, your path to the future.
We are thankful for you and for this gym that has grown beyond us all.