Closing a chapter

• I started martial arts when I was six years old because of Power Rangers. • I wanted to stop when I was, probably, nine. I don’t remember why I wanted to stop, but my parents wouldn’t let me because we had just signed a contract. • At twelve years old I met my coach/mentor and I took up boxing. • At nineteen I had a (short-lived) national powerlifting record; which was a supplemental disciple to my boxing training. • At…twenty-two, I think, I started teaching classes. • At thirty years old, when Killian was born, I had stopped properly training and switched my focus to progressing the retail store. • This Monday will be my last day teaching. I will essentially be retiring from martial arts as a profession. I feel some relief because running two businesses was stretching me thin, and the hours on the road was killing me. I felt a mixture of burnout and lack of confidence from teaching. Martial arts has always been a part of me, but I might not have loved it as much as I should have. Something like that. So, it feels like a part of me is dying. I might be able to train for myself again. I don’t know yet. I’m just trying to find my feelings.

Published on Apr 10, 2026

Ulyth

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An anime illustration of an abandoned boxing gym during sunset, captured in a wide-angle shot from inside looking toward the far exit door. A small silhouette of a middle-aged male boxer stands at the distant door, glancing back over his shoulder with a melancholic expression; his right hand reaches out toward a wall-mounted light switch, fingers extended to flip it off, while his left shoulder carries a pair of worn boxing gloves dangling by their laces. The vast gym interior features detailed heavy bags suspended from the ceiling with textured leather surfaces and chains, double-end bags mounted on elastic cords with scuffed exteriors, a central boxing ring with frayed ropes, worn canvas floor showing faint bloodstains and footprints, scattered speed bags, training dummies with taped surfaces, metal lockers in the corner rusted and dented, wooden benches with peeling paint, and faded motivational posters on cracked walls. Warm orange sunset light streams through tall grimy windows on the left, casting long dramatic shadows across the dusty concrete floor littered with tape rolls, water bottles, and sweat towels, creating a poignant atmosphere of closure. High detail rendering with intricate textures on equipment, volumetric god rays piercing the dim interior, rich warm-cool color contrast, masterful depth of field emphasizing the gym's nostalgic decay.

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Oryginalny prompt: The scene is an old boxing gym with the lights turned off and the sun setting through the windows. A small silhouette of a middle aged male boxer stands at the far end of the large gym at door as he looks back one last time. On one shoulder he holds a boxing gloves by the laces. His other hand is reaching out to a light switch. The focus of the image is of the gym, including heavy bags, double-end bags, and boxing ring.
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