..............I have an article from Ring Magazine a month before he fought Hearns. It was this routine, pretty basic really.........
Six to eight miles on the beach at Cape Cod where he trained, then he went into "solitary till six in the evening. At six, he went to the gym they'd set up alongside the pool at a hotel nearby.
Jumping rope, heavybag, speedbag, several rounds each, but one strict rule was adhered to: three minutes work, one minute rest, for all of it. Situps, too; three minutes work, one minute rest.
Then the sparring. Marvin had to have several sparring partners in camp with him because he used them up with such regularity. He even beat his own half-brother Robbie Sims with equal malice. No familial considerations given. "Marvin don't ease up on you," said longtime sparring partner and world champion to be Buster Drayton, "he comes to work."
He had to put an old baseball cap on his head backwards before putting on the headgear, to prevent chafing his eyebrows, then he was ready. The procession of three to four sparring partners went two rounds each before slumping off. Drayton also said that his sparring mates would leave the ring with the insides of their mouths so chewed up from Hagler's blows they couldn't eat dinner that night.
After that, he was done. The workouts were open to the public, so he'd remove his gear, toss a nod to the audience, and return to the self-imposed solitary confinement. Those working with him in camp remark that he wouldn't mix with others as some might. He stayed in his room, and could be seen frequently sitting alone on his balcony staring out at the Cape for long periods at a time.
The article didn't comment on his diet.
Six to eight miles on the beach at Cape Cod where he trained, then he went into "solitary till six in the evening. At six, he went to the gym they'd set up alongside the pool at a hotel nearby.
Jumping rope, heavybag, speedbag, several rounds each, but one strict rule was adhered to: three minutes work, one minute rest, for all of it. Situps, too; three minutes work, one minute rest.
Then the sparring. Marvin had to have several sparring partners in camp with him because he used them up with such regularity. He even beat his own half-brother Robbie Sims with equal malice. No familial considerations given. "Marvin don't ease up on you," said longtime sparring partner and world champion to be Buster Drayton, "he comes to work."
He had to put an old baseball cap on his head backwards before putting on the headgear, to prevent chafing his eyebrows, then he was ready. The procession of three to four sparring partners went two rounds each before slumping off. Drayton also said that his sparring mates would leave the ring with the insides of their mouths so chewed up from Hagler's blows they couldn't eat dinner that night.
After that, he was done. The workouts were open to the public, so he'd remove his gear, toss a nod to the audience, and return to the self-imposed solitary confinement. Those working with him in camp remark that he wouldn't mix with others as some might. He stayed in his room, and could be seen frequently sitting alone on his balcony staring out at the Cape for long periods at a time.
The article didn't comment on his diet.
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