I arrived in Bangkok on the 30th of July. After getting on my plane and flying the 45 minutes from Ubon to Bangkok I was definitely excited to head out to the capitol of Muay Thai. Once I arrived at the airport I was then experiencing another unique experience.
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Flying domestic in Thailand brings one back to how flying used to be. The plane lands, you exit the plane and walk down a flight of stairs onto the runway. A bus picks you up and takes you to the domestic arrival area. After picking up my baggage I went through the checkpoint and started looking for my contact. Most students prefer to get a taxi and try to find the gym the hard way. I always made a point to pay the gym to have someone come out and get me. On this particular day it took awhile but then one of the trainers found me. Tai a former champion in Thailand yelled out my name. I immediately recognized him, gave him a hug, and got into our taxi. With the taxi going and Tai giving out directions; I was able to chill out in the back seat and take in the Bangkok lights.
Speaking with Tai I noticed that his English which was always good had gotten a lot better. Apparently he spent a month teaching private and group classes in Switzerland. I also found out pretty much all of the trainers are back. After the taxi deposited us to our destination I was able to see it, one of the most famous Muay Thai camps in the world, Kaewsamrit Muay Thai. The camp has gotten so popular that I was not able to get my original room that was located in the gym. I got a room in a recently purchased residence just down the street from the gym. I was feeling good as I got my own room, fridge, and also the important A/C. I had some personal issues to contend that night but I was able to sleep peacefully.
On Sunday after a quick visit to a friend at Yanhee Hospital; I decided to get myself acclimated to the life at Kaewsamrit. I was kind of anxious as I noticed that the camp was relatively full and that most of the foreigners that were there with me took their training rather seriously. I decided to eat at McDonald's that night as I knew I was going to cut down on my calories and train like mad for the following week.
I woke up at 6:30 am Monday morning for my first training session. Both of my regular trainers Lang and Tai were busy training other people. I got into the ring and started training with Teng who was new to me. Teng is tall, lean, and knew how to hold the pads. I got some good work in, felt my knee was stable, and was happy with my training. After the pads I went to the bag and started working my hands and kicks.
The morning training at Kaewsamrit is outlined like this: 30 minutes of either skipping rope or running, 10 minutes of shadow boxing, 4x5 minute rounds of pad work, 5 rounds of bag work, 30 minutes working the clinch, and finally the final 30 minutes cooling down with calisthenics and stretching. I did not think my right knee was strong enough to handle being tossed during clinching so I opted instead to knee the bag. And for cooling down we had walk in a wide circle throwing knees with every step, throw straight punches with both hands for 5 minutes, 30 push ups under the trainers command, and finally 100 sit ups. That first training session was grueling to say the least but I felt great that I got through it.
The second training session did not start off too well for me. At Kaewsamrit, the fighters engage in full contact sparring every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. And with this being Monday afternoon the first 30 minutes was going to be sparring. I did a lot of sparring back home and I thought it would be enough. The first thing that threw me off were the gloves. I had to wear 20 oz . gloves (I normally wear 12) and normally you would wear head gear but for this session my sparring partner and I did not. The gym simply did not have enough head gear's for the students. Proud that I could take a punch and I normally spar without head gear anyway I took that it is what it is and started to spar.
My sparring partner that afternoon was Clemon from France. He was a lot smaller than me but he was ripped, fast, and had already fought professionally 5 times. Within the first few minutes I already could tell that I was out of my league. But for the sake of pride and for the respect of the gym I decided to hang it out and try to finish the session. I got the living shit kicked out of me like never before. Clemon was just too fast and normally when I fight I keep a high guard to protect my head. This defense normally keeps your body open for a kick or a punch to the ribs. However, I always had the confidence that if I get caught in the body I could take it since I do conditioning work in that area. But for some reason I had a hard time taking those shots to the body. With just a few rounds left to go it finally happened. Clemon threw a left jab that started becoming predictable. And with me being southpaw I wanted to time it and throw a right hook to counter his jab and hit him in temple. Clemon threw his jab, I threw my right hook, and bam it nailed him. And since this was sparring I laid off as this was just practice. But then I threw my right jab and he cross countered me with a right hand to the left side of my neck. It didn't hurt but my vision became blurry and I was like, "fuck, he got me." I slumped to the ropes and the trainers came in to ask if I was ok. I was fine, my pride was hurt more though. But then again I am not a PRO and Clemon is.
After that nightmare I went about my business and set up a goal for this to never happen to me again. I trained with Tai that afternoon as I knew he would critique my technique and show me ways to make it better especially in the kneeing and kicking department. I guess that sparring debacle made me a better student as I listened intently and tried to get every nuance of the techniques. I banged the pads as if I was the second coming of Buakaw. I worked the bag diligently and I finished the whole session without any incident.
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After dinner with the lads it was time to go to the internet cafe and catch up with my friends and relatives. I love the internet cafe by Kaewsamrit. 10 baht buys you 45 minutes of internet time and its nice to sit there and just chill out with 7/11 across the street if you needed a drink.
Today was my 2nd day of training. Getting up this morning was not so bad. Trying to build on yesterday's training session I worked with Tai again. I could feel my knee holding up and healing. My training this morning was pretty routine. Work the pads, bang the bag, use your knees, and then cool off. 3 hours of non stop training to build up and condition your body.
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However the afternoon session was pretty serious. Prior to session I can feel myself getting sick and it was hard to get out of bed. The pad rounds went well and I can see my technique getting better. Being in Thailand I could feel as if I was in a serene place where the only thing that I had to do was try to improve and get better. But I don't know where I got it from but I could feel myself getting rather sick. Despite the minor setback, I could definitely see a difference between myself now and myself last year. I have definitely improved my skill and technique since the last time I came to Thailand. And for once the training started really becoming enjoyable as I could see my evolution first hand.