Gone, But Not Forgotten.
Still missing my heavy bag, but working in the new one!
Facebook Post from July:
Today I give tribute to my heavy bag of 7 years...From my first junior championship, to my last. From my first Senior championship, to my first international tournament, this bag has been something I could kick when there was nothing else to kick. When I was bored, it was there. When I was frustrated, it was there. Whatever life had for me, my heavy bag was always in one place I knew I'd find it. I used to wince in pain when I first started kicking it. But today, I gave it it's final back kick before it practically ripped in half. Make sure you appreciate the things that are there for you. Even if they are just a heavy bag. Farewell old friend. You've done well.