Two years ago I was a scrawny sixteen year old who was determent to make something of myself. With no father in my preteen years, I had no mentor to guide me for the goals that I wanted to achieve. Before I had never been determent to do anything in my life, but I knew all it would take is a little motivation. The knew something that might motivate me was boxing, and that being able to kick the crap out of someone also enticed me.
I had always wanted to get into boxing, so I thought I might check out some boxing clubs in the area The first one that I decided to go to was a small gym on the other side of town. When I walked in the first thing I noticed, besides the smell, was that all of the people training were much older than me. No one even acknowledged that I was there; so disappointed I left. The next one I decided to go to was the more popular gym; I heard that it had an excellent facility and was inexpensive. When I got there, I realized right away that this was not the place for me. First, there were too many people, second the trainers looked like overweight little league coaches. I thought, "how can someone like that teach me anything. I didn't know of any other boxing clubs except a kickboxing club close to my house. So I thought "what the heck, I'll check it out anyways. The next day I walked over to the kickboxing club that was inside a small wherehouse.The moment I walked in I was greeted buy a short but strong looking Filipino man. You could tell right away that he was in great shape. He introduced himself as Daniel, but he said to call him Doc. He started off by telling me that he teaches Muay Thai, not kickboxing. He told me that Muay Thai was originally developed for Taiwanese soldiers hundreds of years ago. Eventually Muay Thai transformed into a brutal sport. Fighters would wear hemp ropes wrapped around there hands dipped in resin and glass s