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Boxing for One Year

MeganT1For most of my life, one way or another, I’ve had my fists up. The strange and beautiful irony is, it is boxing that is helping me finally lower them.

I love the directness and honesty of it. The immediacy. The moment…moment…moment. Boxing is the ultimate meditation, the joy of being present.

People ask me “Isn’t that violent?”, but it’s never felt violent to me. For me, boxing is about consent and trust. Respect.

It was scary at the beginning. But I realized that everything worth having in this life, everything I want, is on the other side of that fear.

Cappy’s is the first place anyone told me it was okay to be scared. The first place someone, quite literally, had my back. A safe place with men, which is not a thing I could have imagined existing.

I’ve learned so much but it’s just a tiny amount, I have a long way to go. And I love that. I will never understand it completely. I want to do this for the rest of my life.

For as much as I don’t know, boxing is the first thing in my life that makes sense.

From surviving to living. From fighting to boxing.

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