Nov 06th 2019
4: Bears: The Origin
Remember the time I moved to Montreal in the dead of winter 2013? If you said yes, I'd guess you're either Martin Bradstreet or you took a sizable financial hit playing poker in Chicago. I had to move someplace where I could grind poker online so as not to fall further behind the Russian/German learning curve.
While there, I would make the nearly hour long commute to the renown Tristar Gym to continue developing my stand-up, and this spot was my sanctuary. The floor is made of this smooth, granite-type material that acts as a tomato slicer to the bottom of your feet if you aren't properly calloused, while the tape around the heavybags turn a striking surface with reasonable give into a legit slab of bricks.
I had some strange moments in this place, but it was a fun experience. Besides, what's more Russian than walking for an hour in below zero temperatures to kick at a wall?