Recently I had my first fight. Like a real fight. Like two guys in the ring duking it out. Yeah, it was as crazy as that sounded.
I’m 39, run my own freelancer business, I’m a part-time stay-at-home dad (with four kids), enrolled in seminary for my master’s degree, and decided to train, and fight. What was I thinking???
I started this journey because I felt, looked, and let’s be honest, was fat/overweight/chubby.
A few reasons:
Lose weight
Bucket list
Show my kiddos that dad still has “it”
See if I could actually do something this big
Well, I fought. I ended up losing a decision. I was proud of my effort. Some things I’d do differently. But, overall, happy with how things turned out.
As I’ve had time to reflect I realized there are some parenting lessons I learned throughout my fight journey. Here are my top 7.