So much for the promise Jo made. I am dragging my knuckles over the floor right now. On Friday I had my first sparring experience at training. I have to say that when you’re in the middle of a ring of people sitting on the floor and another 50 or so shouting around the ring just for the entertainment, it can be rather intimidating. But anyhow, I fought two guys. Had a nasty bruise on my ribs, but generally had a great time in the ring. Never knew I had it in me. On Sunday I tried to take Joanna to my new house, but faith decided otherwise. When coming to my house I was told I had to help out with a kickboxing demonstration. After a rather long wait we did a 10-minute performance in the rain with a few hundred Hageners around the rugby field looking at us. There is nothing like having to do a demonstration and you don’t know how the program is working out. You’re doing things wrong and there’s a big crowd looking at you. Being white didn’t help a thing strange enough.
Sjroeplog
hoi stuk, laat de volgende keer een paar foto’s maken!
Dikke zoen,
merijn
Kewl… I remember the bleeding nose incident.. and hope this one went better…
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Wahahahaha, this one didn’t yet. They are all very carefull with me.
Good to hear…
I still pee in my pants when i think back about those kind of incidents we were having … the last 20 years…
I remember fake boxing with my big sister who always ‘accidentaly’ hit me….Ah well, that’s was the only time she got away with it, luckily I am stronger…always have been
Tsss, you’re stronger than me as well. No amount of kickbox training will ever change that.
haha,
Ik zal hier ook wat beginnen trainen, dan verwijder ik je neusbotje zodra je hier voet aan land zet!
Knuffel, Sjoerdi
Sjoerd, jij bestaat ook nog. Vette shit. Je kan een match krijgen als ik weer terugkom. En ik moet je helaas nu al vertellen dat je gaat verliezen.