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JOICHIRO TATSUYOSHI

JOICHIRO TATSUYOSHI

July 26, 2018

I haven’t got any particular boxers that I respect. If any, I respect my dad, only, but he is not the object of such respect as he was an amateur. Then I do myself who is connected to the person by blood.

While there are many wonderful boxers, I haven’t got any particular boxers that I respect. If any, I respect my dad, only, but he is not the object of such respect as he was an amateur. Then I do myself who is connected to the person by blood. For my personalities, I can love people but can’t respect. Though I may be able to respect people in various other fields, I can’t respect anyone except for myself for boxing, because of my ideal on how to box. That’s what you can gain through efforts after efforts or practices repeated tens of thousands of times. Efforts I talk of are not something so simple as just practicing. That you do what others even can’t imagine and would be spooked by is it. But we probably continue because it is easier said than done.

What’s wrong if you eat what you can eat? Why do you throw away what you can still use? Nowadays people throw away what they can still use without hesitation, right? Such a waste. You’d be haunted with a waste ghost.

I would still eat what seems to be still eatable even it is thrown away in a garbage can, as it is (laughter). That’s my personality, which I can’t change. What’s wrong if you eat what you can eat? Why do you throw away what you can still use? Nowadays people throw away what they can still use without hesitation, right? Such a waste. You’d be haunted with a waste ghost. I for one love my old things if they are still usable. While ordinarily new things are better, I love old things I have long used and feel attachment to, which should be more durable after all. I don’t think most people have used things until the end of a product life, be it TV, radio or cell phone. You change things in the middle of their use, right, to a new model or design, hopping from this to that? For my personality, I never fail to use one up, If not, I would feel sorry for someone who made it (if a machine made it, then the inventor).

There is no family without quarrels, right? We’ve quarreled at least twice a week. That’s normal. There was a time when I was told to quit boxing, or get divorce. Then I told her that I would give her divorce once and make a proposal to get remarried.

There is no family without quarrels, right? We’ve quarreled at least twice a week. That’s normal. There was a time when I was told to quit boxing, or get divorce. Then I told her that I would give her divorce once and make a proposal to get remarried. Ask my wife. If you ask her “whether she loves me”, she would answer she hates me. I am confident, or have got a hunch. Whether we love each other or not, we belong to the same family. Even your family members, parents, brothers or sisters, anyone may leave your family, getting out of the family register. Isn’t this unthinkable? Spouses are just supposed to stay together.

It was not something like my love in first sight for Rumi, but my first impression was she was a talkative one. Even obtrusive. In conversations, you can usually expect what they will retort to what they tell them. But she would start to talk about topics not related at all to what I got to say, which I deemed rather interesting, totally different, even crooked, opinions. Sometimes rather enlightening, in that her nuances told me how to perceive things differently, which made me think that she got interesting ideas to make me interested in her herself. Rumi never fails to write a letter to me before a match. Which really does not help me win the match but is just about me or my family, which after all makes me believe that “what I have done so far are not wrong, but boxing is there for me!”, enhancing my motivation and makes me ever determined.

You practice, because you are anxious, right? Hard challenges or tough practices are everywhere. Why I have to practice among all these is that I can’t catch up if I don’t.

You practice, because you are anxious, right? Hard challenges or tough practices are everywhere. Why I have to practice among all these is that I can’t catch up if I don’t. An aim that if I can’t do this much, I won’t be able to beat this guy has been created within myself. Here, as I keep on practicing rather halfway, I will reach a state close to overwork in the end. Before practices, beyond muscle pains, limpness from losing weight is indeed overwhelming. While I of course feel hungry or thirsty, thirst part is crucifying. For losing weight without eating or drinking anything, while you are just saying, “I am thirsty, I am hungry, that looks tasty.”, you are still totally ok. For really tough one, it’s just water. While you are just saying that you want to drink juice or something, you are still totally ok. To lose 10kg or so, you go to the extreme with your body fat of 2-3%, it’s just about water. I can’t readily explain a glass of water after finishing losing weight. It is not whether it is tasty or not, but after drinking it up, it feels like, “This is it!”, or “Indeed this is it!”. Truly revived. Then, after drinking up, I abruptly start to sweat, with metabolism improved or not.

 

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