I feel ok physically. You know I took a few shots, I let a few more in than I normally do. But that's boxing, there's two champions in the ring. You're gonna take some punishment, You look at both of our faces, we're both a bit beaten up. There were some big exchanges thrown.
Wladimir boxed the perfect fight. He used his size and reach. I wasn't able to land my attacks as I'd like to. The reasons for that, partly the reason for that is that he's got very good defence and he moves back a lot. Erm, I definitely feel the majority of the reason, and I hate it when boxers make excuses after the fight, it makes me sick. Erm, but I broke my toe three weeks ago and there was no way i was going to pull out of this fight. Its one of those things that happens in training, you get injuries.
Wladimir might have broke his toe for all I know, when I stood on it. However that is another of the reason for me losing.
Also there were these guys in the front row who were really shouting mean things at me. When I say really mean, I mean really mean. They were commenting about the blouse I wore during the weigh-in, and the way I stood with my hands on my hips. They really were mean.
Also another reason was that I hurt my thumb opening a bag of sherbut dips last night and it really, really hurt when I put my glove on earlier. It was excruciating and I think anyone would have had trouble opening that bag of sweets. That plastic is really tough stuff. So many things are really difficult to get open these days. I mean the other day I had to take a jar of strawberry jam round to my eighty-three year old neighbour because I couldn't open it. When I left I did say I must have loosened it though.
Another reason for me losing was that there were some hot girls in the front row and I thought that I was in with a chance with at least one of them, so I kept giving them the eye. I know I should have been watching Wladimir, and that was probably the reason I didn't see that one coming. But there was no need for them girls to laugh at me like that and call me a big girl. It was very hurtful and put me off for the rest of the fight.
Also, during the fight I felt a little blister coming out on my other foot. The foot without the broken toe. Did I mention the broken toe? Oh, right I did. Anyway, blisters can be a real pain can't they and it was very distracting. I mean, how can someone fight if they know that later on while watching Emmerdale they are going to have to pop a blister?
Anyway, they were all the reasons for me losing, and I don't want any of you wimpy journalists writing nasty things about me making all these excuses or you may make me cry at my next press conference.
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