Imagine yourself dying of lung cancer like Walter White.
You're weak, in pain, and on your death bed.
It's late, so whoever might be there fore you is at home, and you're just left with your thoughts.
You're going to die, but you have a lifetime of stories in your past to look back on.
When you look back at your life, will you regret never starting boxing again?
Would you regret not training hard, and getting in a few more fights before your story ends?
Would you regret just not starting back up something that you enjoyed doing?
