A few nights ago a 20-something boxer was in the sauna. He was wearing a pair of cotton sweat pants and white high-top shoes. If this wasn’t a live giveaway, his shirt was off to reveal supple musculature rather than bulky, stuff sinews. And if that wasn’t enough information for the comatose, the fact that we was standing instead of sitting, and was throwing shadow jabs, uppercuts and hooks, ought to be enough.
Boxers in the Hot Box
Boxers in the Hot Box
Boxers in the Hot Box
A few nights ago a 20-something boxer was in the sauna. He was wearing a pair of cotton sweat pants and white high-top shoes. If this wasn’t a live giveaway, his shirt was off to reveal supple musculature rather than bulky, stuff sinews. And if that wasn’t enough information for the comatose, the fact that we was standing instead of sitting, and was throwing shadow jabs, uppercuts and hooks, ought to be enough.