Went to boxing.
I was having a bit of a crap session, couldn’t find my rhythm.
Out of the blue the guy on the next bag came over.
‘You need to keep your guard up a bit more, also wait a second or two after throwing your jab to swing with your leading hand, that will give you more power’.
For a moment I looked at him liked he’d just landed from the moon.
I then found my voice and said I was having issues today, couldn’t get it happening.
He had noticed I was southpaw, ‘like rocky’ he said that would be more difficult for other boxers when I got up to speed. He talked boxing for a second.
He then offered me his bag as it was heavier and mine kept getting away from me.
He never asked my name, I never asked his.
He talked to me because he wanted too.
He didn’t get anything out if it, in fact he ended up with a crappier bag.
At the end of the session he nodded and smiled at me as he left.
This has made me smile.
I might ask his name if I see him at the boxing gym again.
Today I met someone new, I might not meet him again.
No matter if I do nor not – he has made me smile. He was kind and cute.