Sunday, July 29, 2012

Old-time Boxing Manuals: *Boxing*, by R.G. Allanson-Winn

Probably as much as any other sport, boxing is one that has a rich history. Fans, as well as practitioners, of the sport are often nostalgic about how the sport was played "back in the day." Here is the first in a collection of "old-time boxing manuals" that I will post here.

I'm dedicating this blog entry to Frank, a very good friend of mine from high school, who has commented on the sentimental, old-time appeal of the sport. He and I have tentatively agreed to put the gloves on sometime for a friendly contest. I'm looking forward it; I think it will be a good time and, no doubt, a good, spirited match.

For now, enjoy the book. Also, please note that most, if not all, of these old-time boxing manuals were written during a different time. That earlier time had somewhat different cultural, social, and political sensibilities and may use some words and expressions that are rarely used today. Please remember that I did not write these materials and I do not necessarily endorse everything they say about training techniques or other matters. Thanks.

Friday, July 27, 2012

Friday Roadwork

Did 1 hour and 8 minutes out there. It was much cooler outdoors today. At times, I even felt a cool breeze. Keep at it!

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Dog Days of Summer

We in the Northern Hemisphere are now in the dog days of summer, or diēs caniculārēs, for all of you Latin enthusiasts. Interestingly, the term "dog days" is not so directly about our millions of friends whose species is known as Canis lupus familiaris (again, for the Latin fans among my readers), but derive from astronomy. Yes, indeed, from astronomy. You can read about that here.

As for me, since funds are scarce, I haven't been doing my usual gym routine for a while. I am hoping to make that change very soon. In the meantime, I've been doing roadwork, shadowboxing, and some mental training. Here's a brief recap of the roadwork for the last few days. High temperatures have been hovering around 100 degrees here in the City of the Big Shoulders.

July 22:     33 minutes
July 23:     33 minutes
July 24:     23 minutes
July 25:     12 minutes (yes, just a brief one!)

I have also been working on some combinations in shadowboxing. Last, but definitely not least, I have been doing some mental training using the NLP (neuro-linguistic programming) tools of Michael J. Emery. Just like the physical aspect of the sport, my mental game always needs more work, so I am making that a priority in 2012.

More updates will follow soon. Until then, enjoy the picture I've shared below of Saint Roch, the patron  saint of dogs.

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Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Seeking Some Blog Sponsors

Dear Readers,

To allow me to add more high-quality blog content to Lawyer-boxer's Blog, I am seeking some additional sponsors. You can sponsor the blog easily by going to the top of the right-hand column of any page on this blog. Under the heading, "Tips Gratefully Accepted." You can then click on the "Donate" button to make a donation via PayPal. If you can spare $15 to $20 toward supporting this site, I would be very grateful.

All sponsors will be acknowledged on the blog. I am also asking for the donations to help me pay for some medical expenses I've had recently. Thanks for your support!

Sunday, July 22, 2012

International Olympic Committee Denies Public Honor to Israeli Athletes Murdered at 1972 Games

[Note: This entry also appeared on my Facebook wall on July 22, 2012.]

The 1972 Olympic Games, held in Munich, Germany, are the first Games that I remember watching closely as a boy.* I recall some of the track and field events, but what I remember most is the ominous video images of the "Black September" terrorists, holding guns and wearing masks over their heads, as they stood on the balconies of the building where the Israeli athletes were staying. I remember asking my dad, "What is a terrorist?" (I was 8 years old at the time.) My dad explained "terrorism" to me briefly, and although I fairly quickly forgot his explanation, one thought that has remained with me is that terrorism is evil.

I'm not a blind supporter of the state of Israel. Many people who know me know how strongly I feel about the 1967 Israeli attack on the USS Liberty. At the same time, I sympathize with the Jewish people who, after the genocide in Europe before and during World War II, did not have many other places to go. I also sympathize with the Arab population living in the region of Palestine at the time, their forced deportation, and the difficult conditions under which many of them live today. Furthermore, I am very cautious about the term, "anti-Semitism," because I think it's a word that has been used excessively to the point where it has lost a lot of its impact and meaning.

Having said all that, the decision of the International Olympic Committee not to hold a brief public remembrance, at this summer's games in London, for the Israeli athletes who were murdered at the 1972 games is appalling. Indeed, I believe it is rooted in anti-Semitism.

I don't hurl such charges lightly, but I believe it is justified in this case. Whether we like it or not, the Olympic Games exist in a broader context than that defined by sports. I am seriously disappointed that the IOC persists in its state of denial of the gravity of the murders at the 1972 games. A private commemoration of the athletes who lost their lives is appropriate, but a dignified and brief public honoring of the memory of those athletes is also appropriate. The IOC needs to come down from the clouds of idealism and ideology and show some respect to those innocent persons who died in Munich in 1972.

This article in the Jerusalem Post reports the news story:

* I have only the foggiest of memories of watching a few events of the 1968 games. However, those memories are really quite limited, and they exist in the context of fragments of memory about the Dr. King assassination, riots in my hometown of Chicago, the Robert Kennedy assassination, and the infamous 1968 Democratic National Convention. Even at the ages of 4-5, and though I lacked a vocabulary to express the thoughts, I sensed I was growing up in a very violent, crazy world.

Monday, July 16, 2012

Summer Monday Roadwork

Like much of the United States, we're having a very hot and dry summer here in Chicago. I did manage to get in 29 minutes of roadwork today, so that's something. I'll be very glad when work stabilizes somewhat and I'm able to resume more regular training.

Sunday, July 01, 2012