Here are some things you should know about me.
I’m 5 feet tall. I’m 40 years old.
I have a PhD. I am a bookworm. I like to eat tasty food.
I can’t catch a ball. I run slow. I was picked last for pretty much every team in elementary school. (By high school I just gave up and skipped gym class as often as possible — barely squeaked into getting my one obligatory credit with a C.)
So to recap: I’m pushing middle age, I suck at sports, and there’s no good reason I should be wrapping my hands and sweating on a Saturday morning when I could easily be lying in bed reading the paper, eating croissants.
But by golly, I love boxing.