World Title Champion Boxer In The Making!

A while back we told you how a champion is made, built, molded and created.  Here is the living proof!  He is at it again.  Thanks to hard work and perseverance of Alexander and the amazing dedication of his trainers, Evangelos and George Giovanis, XTC is taking the championship belt that is rightfully deserved.....your XTC family is so proud of you and we are cheering for you!

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Home Of Champions!

XTC is proud to be the HOME of Erick Lopez, NAGA Champion in Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, and Alexander Enriquez, So Cal State Champion in Boxing.  Here at XTC we make, build, mold and create Champions.  Stop by if you wish to be part of this amazing training facility.

A Champion is Created!

Alexander "The Great" Enriquez

FIGHT NIGHT with Alexander “The Great” Enriquez.

It’s another Sunday afternoon. The gym is closed, and as we turn the keys, all three of us know we’d rather be at the beach, at the park, or eating cheeseburgers. But like devout churchgoers, we are here.  For my brother George and I, it is a Sunday ritual to train our fighter Alexander “The Great” Enriquez.

He is about 125 pounds, quiet, serious and has never fought; all reasons people might assume he is paltry. At first, I wasn’t sure if his unassuming nature was a form of arrogance or respect. I couldn’t read those green eyes of his. But as time went by, I learned he has the heart of a lion and the determination of a wolf.

“How are you feeling?” I ask him.

“Good,” he responds, and I nod. 

We all know where we’re going and somehow not just for the day. Alex steps on the mat, I rush to the office computer to see what the NFL is doing, and my brother puts on some coffee. The Pats are winning, the air smells like caffeine and I soon hear the familiar tick tock tick tock of Alex’s jump rope.  As seconds wind up to minutes and the bells of the timer bob and weave into our ears and subconscious minds where the stillness is - I believe we make time move.

Stiff jabs rip the air, introductions to combinations of hand movements bound by fists, followed by graceful angles of cutting and moving that have us lost in the paradoxes of blind mirrors and shadow boxing with no shadows. The slip ball, lateral movement, sit ups, pushups, bag work… his warm up.

Eventually I get off the chair and put on the gear. I’m getting too old for this, but I want to give him some good sparring. So we step into the ring.

“Don’t hit my head. I want you to do only body sparring” I tell him - as I’m still feeling the pain of a car accident a few months ago. He nods. I lift my shirt and show him a bruised rib and hip, courtesy of yesterday’s training session and his left hooks.

 “I’m coming for you, cause of this,” I tell him and put on my gloves. “I’m gonna knock you out.” He smiles that freaky mouth piece smile. My brother readies the camera. We record it and my brother points out our errors afterwards on the TV, while we deplete the boss’s supply of waters and peanuts.

“Don’t throw punches you know won’t land!” “Keep your hands up!” “Look at me in the eyes!” “Don’t circle into your opponent’s power!” we pop off instructions. We bark out praise and criticism. I punch his face. We do this for 18 minutes. 

He listens, he implements and soaks up every word the way canvas soaks up blood on fight night. After this, he will run three miles on the treadmill. I push him as the wheels spin, eight miles an hour, then ten miles an hour, I put him on full inclines that reach in and try to rip out his lungs. I stand still next to the machine, but chase him worse than a hound chases a fox or a ghost a live soul - till he almost falls off.

“If you fall off, you will break your arm or your foot, and your six months of training will be for nothing” I tell him as he limps dangerously close to falling off the treadmill. He tries to tell me he has a cramp, but he has no air left in his lungs. The treadmill is hurting his insides, but I am sure he is doing the same thing to it; all his sweat, puddles and pools, fall on this machine rusting up its bolts. He will break it someday, or at least that’s what I tell him.

Fight night is Friday. “Friday, Friday, Friday” I say like it is not a day on the calendar but the end of the world. “You need to hurt this man.”

Our first fight was cancelled, as our opponent got cold feet. Three weeks later we drove over an hour to a gym, but were not put on the card, and now it is finally here. We have a scheduled fight for sure.

“Are you nervous?” I ask him. “Yes,” he tells me, and I admire him for his honesty because I was nervous the first time I fought.  “That’s OK,” I tell him. “I want you to be nervous. You eat eggs in the morning, to gain power for training, and a few minutes before you step into that ring, you will eat the nervous and you will have power for winning.” He nods. He listens, he soaks up every word.  My brother starts talking to him now. He teaches him combinations and secrets of the sweet science, something I watch play out in front of me, over and over and over and over.

I won’t describe all of Friday to you. Not the way I lived it anyhow, for it would take too long. But I will tell you Alexander’s family is there. A few diehards from the gym are there. We are there. And Kobi Julian – the owner of XTC gym – is there. She smiles proudly and I catch her admiring “her fighter.” I give her a thumbs up as we plan where we are going to film our fight from. 

The night is electric. Somebody has already been knocked out; he beat the count, argued with the ref for stopping the fight, and then stumbled towards his corner - before collapsing on his face, untouched; doctors rushing to see if he is OK.  

After three bells, Alex lifts the trophy, and he looks at us and smiles - the biggest smile ever. He exits the ring and is hugged and kissed by all who love him. He doesn’t want us to cut his wraps off, not yet anyway. He is 1-0 now and wants to savor this moment like a glass of wine.

Later as he sits in the car, still with his hands wrapped, he asks my brother “how did you know I wasn’t breathing?” My brother smiles and pats his head. “Take the day off tomorrow, Sunday, we will do it all over again.” And we do.

Since writing this article, Alex is now 2-0. He won his second fight by TKO in the second round. If you have ever wanted to compete, or simply learn how to box, please come and inquire at XTC gym.

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 By: Evangelos Giovanis

How To Train A Winner?

Muhamand Ali Vs. Sunny Liston 1965

 

How To Train A Winner? By Mr. Giovanis 

 

       Somebody asked me once; “how do you train a winner?”  The immediate response would have to be, “you have to be able to identify a winner.”  Many cosmic things have to go right in order for a trainer and a “winner” to run into each other at the right time and place in a rare and harmonious manner.  But beyond that, and so we don’t take an elitist approach to this very democratic matter, sometimes as a trainer –you have to make somebody a winner.   You have to understand that the pursuit of happiness starts with the pursuit of fitness.  

 

      The most important aspect of training a winner is to train their mind.  But in a world where people are constantly nourished with emotional cliches and their bodies are used to the convenience/comfort of lazy living; it is very difficult.  You might have already tuned out and popped a pill of some sort.Being in shape is “another world.” Initially this world seems unreachable…even with a space ship that takes off in our imaginations and needs no fuel.Broadly speaking, I would say the biggest ingredient of this mission is sweat.  Honesty hides in sweat. 

 

      Start off small, and reduce everything to this quality. In this introduction, I like to learn about the student.  The less they tell me and the more I infer from their behaviors; the easier things become for me.  I look for strengths and weakness and I attack both with tough love.  This is tricky stuff.  Looking at a boxer punch with their arms and hands, it is hard to explain that what we are actually seeing is power coming from their legs.  One way or another, I must make my students believe in me - so they can ultimately believe in themselves…they are looking to me to learn something - not just spend money or act like they are taking a class (those ones drop out quickly).  Making someone believe in themselves, believe that they are truly able to learn what I am truly able to teach, is sometimes difficult because some of the things they are looking to “learn” are already in their DNA; and so a student may not forgive the subtlety of progress - intentionally.  Growth and bigger ordeals are soon to follow and excuses come in handy. 

 

      Being unfit is essentially, and for the most part, a choice - it is a person ignoring the health inside them. The only comfort we have in that scenario is that obesity and unhealthy living are so widespread and so omnipresent in our society - that somehow it makes it OK?  Somehow we are all like greasy chips in a bag instead of people in flesh?  I’m not sure.  All I know is that students can lie to me all day long, but I resent it when they lie to themselves.  I punish them for this.  Eventually, when they work through this “adolescent” mind frame - I make them look into this invisible mirror constantly, to the point of some “gym rat” narcissism; I try to get them to love their image and ultimately the self, this new ego emerging as if a stranger, for there is not much of a greater feeling.

 

      Learning a martial art is a painful process to eradicate this ignorance.  Sometimes putting ignorance in a lock till it taps out, or punching it in the face till it bleeds - is necessary.  Fitness is an unforgiving honesty…one that requires a loyalty, dedication and fortitude that is a basis for this complicated relationship. Try and get your boyfriend or girlfriend to understand that!  Not quite a “voyeur,” but I love to watch the progress in this struggle.  After a while, a student will often get to the point where they “choose” whether or not to continue on the path that leads to the next level of physical enlightenment.  The irony is - and it took me years to figure out - that many quit, right as they reach an easier threshold in this journey.  Why?  Maybe the answer lies somewhere in the details of why they came to the gym to begin with, a type of confusion that might easily be like a tag on a key chain being scanned for absolutely no reason at all.  So in essence, a big part of my job is to try and knock the quit out of them.  It is in this phase where “winners” and “losers” are discovered or promised like diamonds.

 

       As they stick around and put roots into the mat where they jump, kick, punch, grunt, scream, push, lift, resist, fight, befriend, adapt, sweat and breath till they run out of breath; I try to show them that being fit is a two tier system very dependent on a balance and extremely more fragile than it seems – a true mind and body convergence or experience; a type of ecosystem with living and nonliving rewards. 

 

       But so you don’t think it’s all work and no play, I will tell you that I feel it is important to LAUGH.   I try to make my students feel the pain of a good workout but also the joy of laughter in that process.  I give them reasons to be happy and I make them understand that things of this nature take time (this is where you sign up for a 6 month membership). 

 

      Still don’t believe me?  Did you know that laughing burns 1.3 calories/minute while working the muscles of the abdomen, diaphragm, back and shoulders?  That might not seem like much, till you consider that laughing also burns 100 calories/minute of emotional stress.  Always remember that emotional stress causes weight gain (especially around the abdomen).  Working out and becoming addicted to this process of health leads to a laughter that ultimately relieves pain, brings greater happiness, and even increases immunity.

 

      If you enjoyed any, or this entire little essay on “training a winner” please join us at XTC gym.  Whether you like it or not, in reading this, we’ve already begun to exercise your eyeballs.  As a trainer, I’ve come to learn I need to instill all these things to students and people willing to learn - or I feel out of shape.

Well, did you think it was “wax on, wax off” and have them chase a live chicken?

The Great Art of MMA!

 

 Damon Dyer has been wrestling for 23 years. During  that time, he has competed in freestyle, high school(where he was 2nd in the state), folkstyle, and at college level. After leaving Michigan State University, he began assistant coaching at the high school in his hometown. In 2007 MMA caught his interest. That meant Jiu-Jitsu, Boxing, and Kickboxing became part of a daily routine. During that same year, he went back to his roots and became a folkstyle wrestling world champion.

 

 Damon loves both teaching and competing, and is very happy being part of the XTC staff where he can share his knowledge with others.  He looks forward seeing his students get fit and be ready to go to the next level through personal protection and self defense.

XTC is very grateful to have Damon as part of the Multiple Martial Arts program.

New Website New Look!!!

We are excited to let you know that we are counting down to launch our new website soon, it has a lot more pictures and more handy tips for you.  Keep us posted and let us know how you like the new look!

Johnny Action Jackson

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XTC is the place to be to learn Muay Thai. This martial arts sport is rarely offered at other gyms. Take advantage of learning Muay Thai.
Like most competitive full contact fighting sports, Muay Thai has a heavy focus on body conditioning. Muay Thai is specifically designed to promote a higher level of fitness and toughness required for ring competition.


XTC is proud to have Johnny Jackson as one of the pioneers of the facility and the training program. Muay Thai has been a passionate part of Action Jackson’s life for more than a decade.  As a student he has learned discipline, respect, courage and found an inner purpose that is a constant driving life force.  His experiences as a proven fighter has lead him to excelling his skills and finding his gift as a teacher.

Possessing a true natural ability to inspire and create achievement within others, his method is sought by his loyal students to continue with traditional teaching from Thailand.  Mixed with modern techniques and regime, students experience a stimulating work out ethic and core training.

MMA is happening at XTC

Xtreme Training Center is the place you want to be to practice mixed martial arts in Los Angeles. XTC offers MMA training so that you combine your skills into this popular sport. MMA helps you utilize your strengths in a strategic and combative manner. Mixed Martial Arts is a combination of Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu Jitsu, Boxing, Tae Kwon Do, strength and conditioning. This intense workout will help you challenge your skills and excel.

Dorien Tharps is the head trainer for MMA here at XTC.  He has successfully maintained undefeated record as a member of  California Amateur Mixed Martial Arts Organization, Inc.  He is planning to take a few of our clients to their first fight soon.  He teaches techniques, sparing and conditioning, three days a week and the other two days clients train for Muay Thai.  He has so much to offer to the MMA world.  We are happy that he is part of XTC.