Showing posts with label boxe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boxe. Show all posts

Thursday, 15 February 2024

Boxercise?

In the evening, my wife exercises a bit at home to stay in shape. Something I should do, as my life is horribly sedentary, but I don't. Wolfie told me that she did boxing and I was wondering what he meant. Apparently some of it is boxercise. Like workout that using movements and exercises that boxers do. I teased her saying that she should perhapstry real boxing. Okay, so she is the most nonviolent person you can ever meet, so it might come as ill-suited, however her grandfather was for a time a professional boxer, or so I heard. I think she might have a natural talent. And learning any kind of combat sports or martial art is also useful for self-defence, in any case. This anecdote also reminds me that I should go back to do Krav Maga. For fitness and for self-defence. But that is for another post. Anyway, does anyone among youdo boxercise? What do you think of it?

Saturday, 6 May 2023

Boxing Academy ("Defence Not Defiance")

I found this vintage publicity in a pub (sadly I cannot remember which one) in Sandown on the Isle of Wight. Now I love old pieces of vintage stuff on a normal day, but this one I found it particularly interesting. I love it for many. First, I love the motto at the bottom: "Defence not Defiance". I find it strong and quietly assertive. It reminds me of the bits of wisdom I received during my old Krav Maga training (which I need to get back into. Then I love the old fashioned, slightly ridiculous yet dignified look of the fighters here. I also find funny the now pathetic amount of money you could win to beat Bombardier Hughes, whoever he was. Oh and for the record I know who Gentleman Jim was. I don't know much about him, but I know the name. So, yeah. In sum, I love that picture.

Monday, 24 September 2018

Le mystère des deux boxeurs

Mes parents sont revenus de leur voyage à Berlin, où ils ont pris quelques photos. J'en ai déjà partagé quelques unes sur ce blogue récemment. Celle-ci m'intrigue beaucoup. Je ne sais pas si j'aime ou je n'aime pas. Quand j'ai demandé à mon père ce que ça représentait, il m'a répondu deux boxeurs. Merci, mais j'avais deviné. Je me questionnais en fait si ces deux boxeurs, un bleu et un rouge, n'avaient pas une signification profonde, représentaient autre chose, comme l'Allemagne de l'Ouest et l'Allemagne de l'est avant la réunification. Mon instinct me dit que c'est sans doute une métaphore du genre. Quelqu'un le sait ou a une autre hypothèse?