Change Will Happen

Hi, everybody!

Currently I am listening to Chorus calls. What are Chorus calls? Recorded sales calls at my new company. I’m “shadowing” for two weeks and I’ll be doing this a lot over the next two weeks. I enjoy it–it’s nice to hear other people’s sales tactics and such.

Outside of that, I’m drinking some coffee and thinking about change. We have the obvious one, the new job, but there’s a few other things I’m looking to change this week.

I spoke with my head coach yesterday about the stresses of handling so many boxers. Yesterday I had eight boxers in a very small space and I tried to work with them all. By the end of it, I was just frustrated. I never want to feel beat up, defeated, etc. in coaching. That’s not what this should feel like. So I had to take a look at what I was doing. And I was doing too much, according to my head coach. He’s right. It’s time to cut back and make sure I’m taking care of myself.

Also, my coach said we will try for a professional fight. One more fight for me. Let’s see if he follows through–I’ve been training my ass off and I’m picking it up every single day.

And now we’re back to the new job. A big change. I feel good about it, though. I really like the people. I still really like my life, even with constant inevitable change.

We’ve talked about it before. Change will happen. Stick with it, people.

I wish you well. Try not to beat the shit out of yourself.

Nothing Substantial

The title of this post tells you exactly what you’ll be reading, so don’t worry, you have time to hit the “back” button & get the hell out of here. If you stay, well, thank ya.

I’m here writing to write. I’m pretty indifferent today. Comfortable in my own skin today. It feels great. OH! I woke up at a decent time today. Granted I only got about 3.5 hours of sleep because of it, but it’s a goal I set for myself this week & I fucking did it. Go me, right?

How are you holding up? Are you pushing yourself when you’re feeling down? Are you not giving up? Are you checking in with yourself? We, the mentally ill people, need you around. There’s a chance I run into you at a bar & you have no idea I’m the one writing these blogs & I have no idea you’ve read my blogs. We could have a conversation down the road. A good conversation. One of those conversations we all live for.

I have absolutely no clue who the hell you are, but you’re doing something right in this world. Everyone is. Stick with it. I told you I’m writing to write, I don’t think a single solid thought was fleshed out in this blog.

I wish you well. Try not to beat the shit out of yourself.