Boxer Moms

Friendships through boxing are like no other. Nothing beats going toe to toe and staring into someone’s soul to develop a true friendship and respect.

I used to have mixed emotions about girls in gyms wanting to box. But how can you deny anyone like Barb and Marlow who find freedom through boxing each other? I can appreciate that and I certainly applaud these two fighters. I loved the ref’s “old-school” comment – spoke alot about them both.

I reluctantly sparred with a girl once and once only. A ginger-haired young thing with pony-tails and a mouthguard. She was an experienced, well trained amateur but hey she still had boobs and a vagina! I didn’t want to hit her and thought I’d just catch her punches and move her around the ring. From the first bell she attacked me like a fcukin’ wildcat and cracked me with fast, straight punches. I had to open up just to keep her off me, didn’t slow her down much either.

If I ever have a daughter I’d want her to be just like my sparring partner.