You escape from your corner and start to move around the ring, moving and dancing, studing your opponent. You throw a punch here and there just to see their reaction. During this round you are deciding if you want to win. If you do, you have to take a risk and hit with a good combination.
You keep moving and bringing more punches and risk those good combinations. You are feeling confident and great. Your opponent is responding to you, but you finish strong and win the round.
Starts great. After two minutes you bring a huge left to the face and your opponent start to wiggle a bit. Their legs seem weak and they grab at you to stay up. You try to bring some flurries, but somehow you cannot end this little struggle. The bell rings and somehow you finish, winning the round.
This round starts slow as you try to bring more punches, but you are not doing much damage. Yet again you win the round, but you are worried.
You come back as you fight like a butterfly and sting like a bee, and you hit with right and put them on the knee! Your best round, and you are able to knock them down and open a cut.
You are now feeling a bit of fatigue and your opponent is able to take the range and some distance. At the end of the round they bring a huge right hook to your chin that you never saw coming. You go down. You are on the floor. You are down on the floor and you don’t know who you are. You don’t know where you are. Suddenly you here a voice, “Stand up! Do something!” You can here the referee, “Three! Four! Five!” Your opponent is mocking and celebrating. People all around are screaming at you. You turn your body, “Six!” and you stand up tall, “ Seven!” The ref asks you if you can continue. You bring your hands high. You are wobbling and are out of it. Yet you finish. You lose the round.
Your opponent keeps hitting you. You are dizzy, but you start to getting back. You slowly start to change your game plan. You finish the round—losing. Yet you have tried your best.
You are getting back in game. Getting stronger, but your opponent is too. You make some new moves and your body is great again, and you feel energized. This round is even.
You are doing amazing! Moving and dancing as never before. And then… BOOM. Your opponent brings a huge body shot! This slows you down so much and you are trying to catch a breath. It’s hurt so bad and it’s difficult to breathe. You knew that their body shots were heavy hitting, and you expected it, but you also underrated its’ strength. Now you are dizzy and moving around the ring. You know deep down you were prepared for that shot. You slowly start to catch your breath….
The bell rings and you are safe as you go to your corner. Your trainer is screaming, “You are blowing it son!” You are on your stool and that body shot was nasty and you are feeling it. You are hurt.
This your time to decide if you are going back in again or is it time to quit. There are few rounds left. The Championship rounds. You have to know that you can still win, even if you lost a couple of rounds badly and are now feeling weak.
But I am going in. I know I am going to have my second wind with a new resolve.
Are you quitting or will you finish strong?
A close friend wrote this, but wanted to remain anonymous. He is going through a struggle right now and he gave me this analogy of boxing (he is a boxer) to describe what some of his struggle felt like.