Girls and Gloves

I was convinced that boxing was the workout I needed to sculpt my body beautiful, but I wasn't convinced that those girly kickboxing classes at my gym packed the necessary punch. That's when I found Vivero Boxing Gym in north Oak Cliff—it's the real deal. The workouts were grueling, and...
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I was convinced that boxing was the workout I needed to sculpt my body beautiful, but I wasn’t convinced that those girly kickboxing classes at my gym packed the necessary punch. That’s when I found Vivero Boxing Gym in north Oak Cliff—it’s the real deal. The workouts were grueling, and my body began to take shape. We jumped rope, pounded away on punching bags and ran through the neighborhood. My running partner was an 11-year-old called Lightning. There were only a handful of girls that trained there, and one butch girl named Unique thought she might like to spar with me—wasn’t going to happen, I was just there to work out. I explained that I was a lover, not a fighter…which I think would have been just fine with her too. In the end, Vivero Boxing Gym proved to be too much for me. It was musty and sweaty, and I learned that when boxers get hit enough times in the stomach they vomit—so it’s back to the Y for me. Delilah Montoya’s Women Boxers: The New Warriors hangs at the McKinney Avenue Contemporary, 3120 McKinney Ave. through December 16. Call 214-953-1212 or visit the-mac.org.

Wednesdays-Saturdays. Starts: Nov. 24. Continues through Dec. 16

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