USANA
stands by their supplements…For the sports, they test it three times
before they send it out. That’s wonderful. So I never have to worry
about taking any illegal substance or putting something foreign in my
body and getting busted for someting .
Timothy Bradley is in the
middle of the ring, alone. He’s moving. He’s bouncing. His calves coil
and unfurl with every spring and shuffle. But on the walls of the Boys
and Girls Club in Indio, California, he is a captive—frozen in poses
next to fighters that seem oblivious to their fate. Tim’s is one of many
faces mostly glaring from their pasted perches. But on the poster his
trainer sets on a chair facing the ring, a belt draped over each
shoulder frames a championship smile.
He’s bobbing. He’s throwing combinations. His shoulder and back muscles
ripple underneath a dark grey shirt with each strike at shadows and
empty space. He’s familiar with throwing punches. He has a history with
them. Tim fought his way through elementary school—using his fists to
protect him and his sister from ignorance and racial slurs.
In fifth grade, after an invitation from a friend and months of begging
his parents, Tim finally fought in the ring. “Honestly, if I would’ve
never found boxing, I would be locked up right now,” Tim says, after the
work in the ring is done. “I was very short tempered. Had an attitude
as a kid. Had a thug mentality. It was just seek and destroy.”