My manageable life allows boxing to fit in easily. .

             Training is though and yields a completely different life as well. Training is a requirement of boxing and I always have to be in shape if I want to fight. Going for a run at five in the morning is a difficult task, especially if Mother Nature deals out unfavorable conditions. The frozen terrain that Houses bellowing out smoke in, first signs of signs of life in the springs, .

             Right or wrong, making decisions is an everyday task for humans. Everyone has made a wrong decision some time in his or her life. The frequency of making wrong decisions is based on how well one can choose between what is right and what is wrong. People learn the difference between right and wrong through different means. Children learn from parents. Adolescents learn from their mistake. Others learn from different ways. Being a boxer has made me think situations over instead of just acting indecisively. One situation that comes to mind is a time I became involved in an incident that could have easily gone a different way. In high school my friends and I would often kill time during our dull lunch hours by playing a game of basketball in the gym. One lunch hour we entered the gym and quickly established half of the court belonging to us. The other half we didn"t care about and so a group of guys, our high school rivals, raided the remaining half. Everything would go fine if they did they"re own thing as would we. During Our ball session, however, things didn"t go exactly as planned. Corey, Tony, and I were on defense. Tom, Shawn, and Matt were on the offense trying to execute a play that didn"t go anywhere. Matt, my adversary had the ball so I quickly attacked by trying to swipe the ball away from him. I missed, and for a second we came to a halt. He stood there dribbling the ball as I awaited his next move. Out the middle of nowhere came a streak of white that recoiled off of Matt.