Exit Thailand.

Mission accomplished! I've gotten in great shape. fri/sat and mondays practices have been unreal.. pushing 4rds solid on pads... as well as everything else. i've accomplished what i came to do. Now time to get home, maintain, do last bit of sharpening and get to the ring.

This trips been unreal. Got some of the best training there is.. Met some great people.. Got to experience alot of new things. Been a great chapter in the journey. Thanks to anybody thats tuned in to my happenings here in thailand. I look forward to seeing everybody back home and at the gym.. And time to fight Dec 5!

Bryce

all time

so sitting at the table after breakfast, cruizin the web. Jompop asks me if i want to go to the pet store with him and his girl. i figure sure, why not. lets check out a thai pet store.. Jompops into fighting fish and birds. he collects them and tends to them daily feeding the fish mosquito larvi.. also appears Mr. Pit owes jompop a bird. two days ago while skipping rope mr pit knocked a cage to the ground on accident. BOOM! cage crashed open. one... two... bam! birds gone bolting for a branched its probably dreamed of sitting on for quite possibly years (jpops got some birds hes had for over 10yrs)... it was near magical. anyhow so walking to the truck and the whole thai camp contingency is piling into the truck. ten of us total. and we're off to the pet market.. so stop at the fish.. all kinds of fish big, small, gigantic.. some ten+ footer beasts... puppies, chickens ducks.. all kinds of pets.. so walking thru market and Surat (camp trainer) spots a gaggle of "shrilling chickens" a rubber dog chew that when squeezed makes a god awfully funny shrill.. F'ing hillarious.. so i bought one.. lmao.. we proceed thru the market.. occasionally choking my chicken, cracking up, and all meet up at a cafe/ice cream shop and hang out to have a drink.. everybody gets in on the act of choking the chicken.. LOL.. everybodies dying.. Sarut runs back to get one for his own. he comes back with one whopping chokable chicken and its on.. chickens getting plenty choked.. eveybodys still dying laughing.. probably annoying everyone around. it was an all time moment.. the "shrilling chicken" even comes with a choking hazard written on it.. lmfao!!

last yesterdays tuesday

slept like a baby, best sleep all trip.. woke around 8 thoroughly freshed. made a trip into bangkok, lumpinee stadium. shopped around..

came home stopped at cafe de palma.. the local hanging stop in town. got greet internet access, cold AC, charming baristas, and formal dining without the price. had lunch, omellet wrapped pad thai... and blueberry smoothie.. SMOOTH!

train tracks home, pass the sliced python that didnt make it over the tracks. could probably play stickball with it, the things bat like and charred..

afternoon session arrives, mots (moreofthesame) run, skip rope, shadow, got great padwork 2rds bao 2 jompop.. bag work, clinching, and conditioning.. trainings brutal..

dinner and internet. early morning tomorrow.

back at it.. monday

just past 630 and im late for the run.. i head out to the road and walk alone to the routes beginning.. down the gravel road to a paved street and some kind of a town center with food and some produce to be bought.. hang a left and walk down a shop lined alley way that runs adjacent a buddhist temple/school... and to a ricketty wooden bridge that with enough people walking and scooters crossing it, sways a couple feet in either direction.. up and over the bridge and to another dirt trail and eventual paved road that acts as the start/finish point of every run.. fire off the first couple steps of the run and beep beep, theres Jompop (head trainer) on his motor bike motioning for me to hop on to take me to the pack.. i thankfully turn him down and tell him i'll catch up.. i ended up catching everybody about a mile and half in and tried to settle into the mornings pace but was too agonizing to do so, so i pressed on at the pace i'd been running.. its a nice run. the road runs alongside a river where people fish from and harvest some sort of produce.. the thais living along the river and road also bath in it.. running in the countryside is easier on the lungs than the more polluted streets of bangkok.. a plus at coming to kiatphontip gym.. ended up finishing the run at 42 min about 6to 13 min from previous paces.. leaves me to believe its around 5.5 miles. off from six. lol.. anyhow so practice begins monday morning. muay thai sparring. 4 rds in.. got well banged up.. conditioning to follow and breakfast... 3 in 1 coffees are my latest vice.. problem is there down in about two sips as the mugs are quite pinter.. oh well, make another cup. afternoon session arrives. more of the same, run jump rope, shadow box. sparring again. boxing this time.. have a good go today with the boyz. raja champ kung, irish aemen, aussie guy, and one other all had a good go at each other.. 4rds padding to follow, got a chance to work with jompop a round as the kid hes been training is fighting this week and is no longer padding. jompops a master technician and teaches very well showing me numerous elbow techniques and set ups.. knee clinching afterwards and thoroughly beaten the day ends... dinner and early night.

weekend happenings

sat came.. and went.. more of the same... hard training... its a blur trying to write about what happened this past weekend, being that its tuesday now...

saw twentytwelve sunday.. for about six bucks american i got a vip ticket.. equipped with a personal lazy boy recliner sofa and blanket.. its a great way to beat the heat in thailand... ate a great sushi dinner for 6 bucks as well. sundays an off day of training..

not gonna try to recap any more...

Friday- one week in

6 comes quick when ur bodies well beaten from a weeks training.. Rise and do it again.

Good sparring this afternoon.

this evening we loaded up the trucks and headed out to the fights. had 19 people in two trucks..
my trainer bao fought tonight.. he took the fight on a weeks notice against an upcoming kid. bao won every round.. spinnning his opp off balance often and landing clean shots almost at will.. rd 5 came and his opp conceded victory.. choosing not to step in and exchange shots.. sooo you think its a wrap bao def won, well just as i stood cheering baos victory the ref raised his hand pointing in favor of the opposite corner.. WTf!! our corner was pissed... from what i've been told its due to the gambling.. the gambling is so strong that it affects the fights decision. go figure.

camp consensus is that gambling is ruining the sport.

signs of the apoccolypse

the tv show "the biggest loser"


thursday... more of the same..