Old Habits Die Hard

Last Monday and tonight make it three weeks back at boxing training for me, and I’m starting to get my eye in a little. There are a few old habits, however, that refuse to die. I blame them on wrestling.

In wrestling, I stay low and circle my opponent, looking for a moment to catch him off guard and with his weight on the wrong foot. When I shoot, I don’t reach far out with my hands, but keep them close in as much as possible, to prevent them getting caught and increase my power when I grab my opponent.

Boxing involves me doing practically the opposite. I have to stand much higher, throw my hands as far forwards as possible, and bob and weave forwards instead of circling. The problem is that wrestling is what I do naturally..boxing isn’t.

When I throw a punch, therefore, I don’t extend my arms. I keep them close by and throw short punches, which are of little use. Bizarrely, instead of stepping in, punching and stepping out, I circle my opponent as if we are wrestling! The result is that, when I throw a punch, I have no range and end up off balance and in bad positions.

It may be entirely the same but, to me, the footwork feels completely different. I know it will come with time, but it is frustrating at the moment.

Still, it’s all good fun, I’m learning a lot and getting fitter…I hope.

About the Author
Ed Gamester is a silly man who lives in the United Kingdom. He is the harbinger of Ghost Squad, singer of Gay Bum and author of A Rum Run Awry. He fights, kills and dies for TV and films, and gallivants around the place wrestling, drinking and lifting things for glory and profit. Where Ed treads, there stamp the boots of the Guild. Ed does not wear glasses, but feels this photograph makes him look more intelligent and artistically talented than he is. Feel free to contact him: he is disappointingly affable.

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