A loooong time ago, back when I was a college student trying to figure out his path in life, I met someone that changed my life. Her name was Mae. She urged me to not go down the path of full geekery and forsake a normal social existence in pursuit of the otaku life. For the most part, I did. I mean, why should there be one or another? Just because I’m a huge anime/manga/videogame nerd doesn’t mean that I can’t enjoy combat sports.
I did adopt this mask. I wasn’t born into it. That would be weird.
On the contrary, those two seem to go hand in hand. Combat Sports and the Otaku Life both require huge time commitments. During training sessions, I usually go for about 3 hours, with a mix of drills, bagwork, cardio workouts, weights, and being kicked in the legs by Coach Caine. I’ve got the bruises to prove it. I miss the days of me vegging out and watching anime for hours on end, and then following it up with some Dynasty Warriors gameplay. (BTW, Dynasty Warriors 8 is pretty hype.)
There are times when I feel that my otaku-soul is fading away from me. For example, a couple weeks ago, I literally went 2-3 weeks without playing any videogames. Seriously. My PS4 lay dormant. Work and training had left me without the energy to pick up my controller and play. Didn’t even have the energy to download some anime. (I’m behind on Mahouka Kokou No Rettousei.)
Of course you want a slightly yandere imouto that can freeze people.
I can only hope that by writing on our website that I can maintain some semblance of my otaku self. Just in case you’re wondering, I’m about to put my body through some crazy shit. This fall, I’m going to be fighting in our gym’s next “Fight Night” event, in an exhibition kickboxing fight. 3 rounds, 3 minutes of kickboxing action. Of course they’re exhibition rules, but it’s still full contact. I’ve also got some more runs lined up for later in the year as well.
So to that end, I’ve begun a brutal training regimen at The Boxing Club. Generally my sessions begin at 4:00 PM, where I do a Power Boxing/Kickboxing class for bagwork and cardio exercises. The stuff that follows afterward varies, and this is what goes on.
He’s trained many a fighter. And a few skaters too.
Monday: 3-4 mile circuit run in La Jolla. I run outside the gym, down Nobel St., down to La Jolla Village Drive, and back to the gym. With an elevation mask.
Tuesday: 1 hour Spin Class. With an elevation mask.
Wednesday: Muay Thai
Thursday: Spin or Muay Thai
Friday: Muay Thai or Personal Training with Coach Caine (Sparring, Padwork, technique drills)
I’m also taking steps to include classic boxing and Brazilian Jiu Jitsu into my training regimen. Plus cutting out booze and trying to eat clean is part of it too. Trying, anyway. Lord knows that Convoy Street is a cruel, tasty mistress.
You’re probably wondering “WHY THE HELL ARE YOU DOING THIS TO YOURSELF!?”. The answer’s simple. I’m having fun. When I run down La Jolla Village drive with my training mask on, I’m having fun in my own weird way. Even with the weird looks. When it’s all said and done, I want to be the guy that can say, “Yeah, I fought in a ring. It was pretty cool.”
Maybe then I can put that in my comic.