Excuse me
I think it is time I break the silence, allot of things have changed in my life. And allot of things have changed within me. As an athlete maybe a person and where the sport of athletics, lies in my life. Back in august I totally walked away from athletics, lets just say its was a combination of training on my own, a injurie, being embarrassed. And I have never been embarrassed in my life about myself. And slower being demolished, and physically damaged and emotionally.
Lets talk about here and now.
Last year I took what most students would call a “gap year” some people go traveling, get a job, I don’t know fly to the moon. I did try and get a job, come December time my mum dragged me to the dole office to sign on. It was a dramatic experience, signing on. But soon, I got used to it, I was quite popular in the building after a few months. 9 months in total I spent on the dole.
yeah I tell you more about those times. Getting my jobseekers stop, the second coming, avoiding New Deal. “So many things I did, and survived somehow”
But now I am in University “Sport studies”, stilling living at home, in Liverpool. Its been hard adjusting to this lifestyle again, its always a battle with myself. Because my organization, and punctuality is bad, I have made a bad start and will need to produce greatest to survive. Listen I hear other students thinking they are bad, am the baddest of the lot. I am prettier snow white, badder than Mike Tyson.
I feel like a kid again at primary school.
In September I started Boxing. I am no total stranger, I did it for 2 years in high school. But in year 11, left to do athletics again. 3 times aweek I attend my gym same stadium I trained at last year, same walked on the drive, only now it’s the noise of leather hitting bags, loud banter, and the loneliness place on earth “The ring”. I already know all the trainers, first day I was there I said I want to fight. “ Big Mistake” also my mate trains in Toxteth, I might visit there nexted week, see some faces. Also Mike is still alive, and goes to boxing with me, his own place aswell.
You see my ego, I am emotional destroyed from last year, I am a hurt individual. I cannot dedicate to athletics no more day in day out, can’t live like that. But I know I have to stay in shape, as athletes we fight emotionally and physically. I run on the streets, I lift weights, I am put through countless condition drills, we even sprint, interval training on Sundays with England boxing coach. I will fight amateur, because I think it is disrespectful if I didn’t plus I want to challenged myself. Prove I am still the man, the ring is the loneliness place on earth, its only you and your thoughts. It turns cocky people into, scared shy individuals, turns shy boys into men, its will and is testing my character, I have came home like a kid upset talking to my mum.
Taking a new approach to my sprinting, and its all about competing, I just want to compete. Knowing I am in condition. I don’t really want to train 3 days aweek on the track, with a group. Can’t do it no more, emotionally and I will not enjoy it. I was there 3 days aweek by myself last year. My group are at their new joint, maybe I will join them once aweek, I honestly can’t say right now. I need to keep in contact, because I have basically vanished.
I will just compete, and not worry about things. Then maybe I will enjoy it.
I am no coward, and I know deep down that I cannot really walk away. I am a sensitive, and deep person, I don’t walk around with make up on my face, when I say something or praise you I mean it.
“I won’t be taking the piss up I here, like I did last year, I mean before I deleted that journal, I had post that was about, “Getting up in the morning, and running to the Dole centre, in jeans and air force ones” Its sad I have everything but decided to be demented most of the time.
I am not gonna be arrogant or disrespectful. Expect honest, dynamic, unpredictable updates.
In February, I look to compete indoors, that would be nice.
Bye
xxxxxxx