Punch in the Face

I've heard Anna is interested in doing the student fight night.

I am so tempted to lose ten stone, get a sex change and knock her fucking Leicester supporting face in.

;)

Oh, I forgot... I'm entering it, ha ha. Dave has turned me on to boxing. When we've done some pad sessions in his room, I have experienced the huge fitness required merely to throw some punches. As the running club has completely stalled now (although I hope to give it a decent shove in the new year), I need to get fit. The chance of a fight will give me something to aim for, and if I win, a real sense of achievement.

I don't want to be naive (can't be arsed with the umlauts), but Dave thinks I have a talent! We'll see...