The Fighter Diaries: Three weeks till war

The Fighter Diaries is a ten part, personal account of the fighting experience from the moment of accepting a fight, through training camp, right up until the fight itself. No other individuals apart from my trainer and I have been named.

From training sessions that make you vomit, to being close to mentally breaking, to screaming “SHUT THE F*** UUUUPPP!” at my trainer (in my head of course, never to his face), the third week out from fight night is when you start separating the individual that just “trains” into the champion you are.

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The Fighter Diaries: Part 1 – Taking the fight

The Fighter Diaries are a ten part, personal account of the fighting experience from the moment of accepting a fight, through training camp, right up until the fight itself. No other individuals apart from myself and my trainer have been named.

It’s a day like any other day in Hamilton, or ‘The Tron’ as it’s fondly known as by the locals. I’m sitting at my work desk. It’s about 9am on a Monday and my brain has yet to recoil from the weekend.

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