What do I do? Sign myself up for things then think after, that's what. I never learn. Yesterday I signed up to take part in a white collar boxing match for charity. A boxing match. Why? It's something I have fancied doing for a long time. Why? I have no idea.
Having never ever boxed in my life, on June 12th I will go three rounds with some other nutter. The other thing I do, the moment I sign up for these things, is tell everyone. It's a knee jerk reaction, telling everyone. Kind of like a death wish you could say.
The initial reactions made me panic even more than I already was. 'You? Boxing?' like it was the most unlikely thing to ever happen. The next reactions were of horror. 'Boxing? You?' Like it was the most barbaric sport to even associate myself with.
Sitting on the train on the way home I couldn't stop thinking about it. Fear rising. Fear that everyone might think I am a thug, that I might get beaten up, that I might just faint when I get in the ring. Then a text from my sister asking 'Is it an April Fool??' then when I replied that it was for real....nothing. Finally a text from a supportive friend, 'Awesome' and another 'It's a cool thing to do!' and I felt like maybe this wasn't such a bad idea after all.
Now time to sit back and think about what I have signed myself up for! First training session next Wednesday. A little excited........