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A Blog About Boxing: A Zillion Reasons To Quit (Week 2)

This week on Barstool Breakfast, the Gentlemen's Friday drink of the week was a Zillion Beers and we were fortunate enough to have Dana B walk us through the logistics of consuming a zillion beer beverages. A feat that deserves a sizable about of attention and appreciation. Before you watch the video below, keep in mind I didn't start drinking until I was 21-years-old (like a nerd). Anyone who has ever had the pleasure of drinking with me, knows I'm more of a Zillion sips kinda guy. But I digress, this is how I chug, Zilly Zilly.

We're all proud of Dana B and his Zillion Beers campaign, but the beer that I chugged in that video jeopardized my future boxing career. After shooting this for Gentlemen's Friday, I went to my 6th boxing class. And honestly, one that felt like it might be my last boxing class. I don't want to say that chugging one beer, or the attempt to, set me back a couple of classes, but my trainer that day asked me "Aye you been drinking today?" halfway through my workout.

I couldn't tell if the attempt at a zillion beers was spewing through my pores, or if my overall poor condition and stamina led to that question. Either way, at that moment, I knew I was too wrapped up in the Dana B, Zillion Beer vortex.

I got a lot of compliments on the workout video I posted in last week's blog about boxing. This week's workout video features me in the second round of a 3-minute exhausting ass exercise. Beware, this video is hard to watch:

Shortly after filming this, my trainer told me to grab some water and asked if I needed to call it a day. I lied and said I was fine. I wasn't. My vision was blurry. I was slightly embarrassed because I knew I was being filmed. But I have to show y'all the good, bad and ugly of this whole process. 

I thought of cutting my boxing journey short twice during that class, but I pushed through until they told me I was done for the day. I was recuperating in the locker room when a different trainer addressed me in an attempt to encourage:

[TRAINER 3]

YO BARSTOOL! You from Ohio like the rest of those fools over there!?

[ME]

No, I'm from Louisville where Muhammad A--

[TRAINER 3]

Same shit! Aye, they told me you used to be 300 pounds! How long ago was that?

[ME]

Ah, right now. I'm 300 pounds right now. I was 310 when I started taking classes last Monday.

[TRAINER 3]

Damn, you should consider just taking a break from eating. If you're going to get to 250 by April, you need to just stop eating as much.

[ME]

Uh, yeah, that's basically what I've been doing to get to 300 now. I got the calorie counting app that use--

[TRAINER 3]

Well, don't start eating again! We're going to turn you into a monster.

[ME]

Yeah, I'm trying to really live this boxing life even after I fight in Rough N' Rowdy so--

[TRAINER 3]

That's what all you Barstool mtherfckers say! But I see you in there working hard. Don't quit on us either!

[ME]

Yeah, you right this training is the hardest hour of training I've ever had so we'll see.

[TRAINER 3]

Just keep coming in. We got you, but you gotta stop eating.

[ME]

Copy that.

During the last blog about boxing, I was talking a big game saying I would go to boxing classes every day this week. Well, I made it to four, which is one more session than last week. I'm taking small, responsible baby steps to knock somebody out. This morning I weighed in at 296, so I've lost 14lbs in 2 weeks taking boxing classes and eating like an injured rabbit. I'm fitting into XXL Barstool Merch better and am weeks away from accessing the "skinny" side of my closet.

I turn 30 today and have been planning/praying to be under 300 bills by my birthday. After reading KB's travel blog on Connecticut, I was inspired to spend my 30th/President's Day weekend in the nutmeg state. I'm a little worried my diet may take a hit with all the Connecticut style lobster rolls I plan to eat this weekend, but I'm bringing a jump rope to keep me in check between meals.

I'm a huge fan of Dana B and the Zillion Beers movement, but for the betterment of my boxer career, I'm probably going to stick to sipping this weekend.

Sip responsibly, my friends.