Confidence

~Cali~

Under the rough wrap clasped around my knuckles and feet, sweat trickles and sips on my skin, yet I don’t mind feeling sticky.

The undefeated kickboxing dummy swaying to and fro is making me look like a fool, mocking me.

I exhaled, my muscles screaming for a second of rest. Closing my eyes, I heaved a calming sigh. Jab, straight right hand, right crescent, right spinning crescent kick. My arms, hips, legs and feet move with the right precision, yet my aim is slackening. Too tired, too exhausted.

“If you don’t let your muscles breathe, you will lose the ability to walk,” someone, a man, spoke behind me.

‘Fuck off’ I snarled - in my head - and continued with my combination, ignoring th