by Dennis Augustine
After a 14-mile bike ride with Bill, we rolled into the Saratoga Farmers Market—mission accomplished: bakery goods secured, rotisserie chicken claimed, tacos acquired.
Just as I was wrapping up, minding my own business, this guy casually asks if I want a short boxing lesson. My first response? “I don’t want to hurt you.”
He smiled. He was affable — about 35 years younger. Clearly harmless. The last time I was in a ring was in Cambodia in 2018 (video clip).
So I thought… what the heck. Next thing I know, gloves are on, a kind stranger is snapping photos—and somehow even filming a video.
Proof that you should never underestimate a farmers market stop… or what happens after a bike ride. Fitness, food, and friendly sparring—Saratoga style
