Muay Thai adventure days 12-15: Well, this is it

In less than 24 hours I’ll be off to explore a new continent, off to fulfill a decade-long dream. I would do the normal thing and say that it feels “surreal”, but it doesn’t. I don’t want to ascribe myself some sort of high-minded quest. I’m just a farang from the suburbs of Toronto trying to understand muay Thai in its authentic form for a couple of weeks.

I’ll keep this short because I still need to finish getting ready. I’ve been busy, but I haven’t been busy training. There’s a reason for that. You may have seen the picture of my thigh on Facebook. That purple-and-black monstrosity was the product of getting hit with about 200 leg kicks over the course of an hour on Thursday. Granted, I was holding a pad, but my partner was really teeing off. I think it goes without saying that he had a few years of experience in muay Thai. Good guy, but he refused to believe I was 25 and for that, I will never forgive him.

They stung like hell but I was grateful for them. I want to get to the point where I’m so used to absorbing leg kicks that I can take 10 on my bare leg and not stop moving forward. That takes years of training, and I’m in year one. Gotta start at some point.

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It doesn’t hurt nearly as much as yesterday, but it doesn’t look any better

Unfortunately it meant I had to miss a few days at the gym. As much as I wanted to train, it wasn’t worth risking making my situation worse to the point where I was putting the Thailand training in jeopardy. Staying healthy for Thailand is the most important thing.

While these last few days have been unproductive on the kickboxing side of things, I’ve taken the opportunity to fully move back in with my parents in Mississauga (womp womp) and get everything together for the journey. Getting there by plane is going to take a whole day, and getting to Singapore from Bangkok by train takes about 30 hours. All of that is on top of the downtime I’ll have at the gym between training sessions. To prepare for that, I have something like eight books packed and 50 hours of podcasts on my Walkman. Yes, I own a Sony MP3 player that is branded as a Walkman.

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The hero of this journey describes itself as a “Digital Audio Player”.

Anyway, I’ll be on the other side of the world the next time you hear from me. Write to you soon, friend!