By Elliot Worsell
BACK when first imagined as a retirement plan, the only thing pursuing Michael Conlan in his attempt to master marathon running was boxing, the sport he had left behind. He expected to hear its heavy breathing in his ear, and see its shadow left and right, yet still, despite these reminders, it was expected to be a joyous occasion, this run. It would be joyous not only because Conlan could be certain of his ability to stay ahead of his pursuer โ that is, boxing โ but because now, having achieved everything he had wanted to achieve as a boxer, these runs in retirement would be more akin to victory laps, with all the hard work and suffering behind him, losing more and more ground with each mile.
Yet, of course, rarely is life either that simple or indeed that straight. In fact, and to prove this point, when tackling and completing the Manchester marathon at the start of April, it was not boxing Michael Conlan found himself running from but instead something else: pain.
โI was at the lowest point I have ever been in my life,โ Conlan said of the three months following his loss against Jordan Gill in December. โThatโs not just because of the loss, but also everything else that was happening at that time. It was all to do with family and itโs been very, very tough. I have felt proper depression, to be honest with you. Itโs been quite hard actually and I feel emotional even saying that to you. But thatโs just life, isnโt it?
โI think joining the running club gave me a better outlook on that: life. Mentally, it helped me so, so much. The training for it was probably harder than any boxing training Iโve ever done. These people get up at five o’clock in the morning to go out running and yet theyโre not even getting paid for it. I said to them one day, โThereโs something wrong with you. Iโm getting paid hundreds of thousands to fight and you lot arenโt being paid a penny to do this.โ
โThey helped get me through a very dark time in my life. I would never say I was suicidal, but I was just really, really low during that time. I have two kids, so I would never do something stupid like that, or even say something stupid like that, but I was in a really dark place.
โAs I keep saying, though: itโs life. These things happen. Youโve just got to run through the muck until you get back on dry ground.โ
The feeling when signing up for the marathon was that Conlan, coming off back-to-back defeats in the ring, was either retired or, at best/worst, in a waiting room eyeing the door to that room. His aim, meanwhile, was to complete the marathon in under three hours, which of course he did, crossing the line at a time of two hours and fifty-five minutes.
Interestingly, too, it was somewhere during those two hours and fifty-five minutes, or, more specifically, when hitting the wall at mile 24, that Conlan realised marathon running was not for him. Not now anyway. He could keep up with the best of them, that was not the issue, yet in deciding to do the race and in both preparing for and completing it he had now come to understand exactly what it was he was trying to escape.
โIโm going back to boxing,โ he said. โFuck that running stuff at the minute. Itโs tough. Iโd rather go back and do what I want to do and what I believe I can do.
โIf I was done, my own family would tell me. They would say, โEnough is enough.โ My own brother (Jamie) is so close to me and manages me. He would be the one to say, โStop it.โ He doesnโt like to see me fight because weโre brothers. It was the same with me when he was fighting. I didnโt want to see him fight anymore after a certain point. Even when Iโve been winning fights, he has said, โI donโt want to see too many more,โ because of how hard the fights can be at times. If he were to say to me, โMick, come on, itโs time to stop, thereโs no more here,โ then I would say to him, โSure, no problem.โ
โHe has said that in an ideal world he doesnโt want to see me go through it anymore, but he also understands my reasons for carrying on and realises I still have something to give. He said, โIf you want to go again, thatโs up to you. Iโm not going to force your decision.โ He knows I have a lot left in me and I also have something to prove to myself now. Iโm not proving anything to anyone else. Itโs just me.โ
Naturally, when so much of a boxerโs ability to do what they do is predicated on an equally impressive ability to convince themselves they are bigger, stronger, and faster than everyone else in the world (that is, suspend their disbelief), sometimes the most dangerous opponent is not the one standing opposite them in the ring but the one staring back at them during bouts of shadowboxing. It is this person, after all, who must protect them, both from reality and from the views of outsiders, and also at times comfort them, by whatever means necessary, during periods of doubt and hardship. This relationship, for a boxer, is often as negative as it is positive, yet Conlan has, with experience, learned to discern the difference between legitimate excuses and ones designed only to protect him and prolong his delusion.
โPeople donโt see whatโs going on in your life, yet they can have an opinion on what you should do with your life โ in terms of giving up your profession or not โ because we do this thing in a public forum,โ he said. โItโs madness. All these people get to comment on your career, but itโs only the minority who know what they are talking about. The majority talk shit and just want attention.
โNowadays you canโt have two losses on the bounce and come back. Itโs impossible. Youโre โshotโ; youโre โdoneโ; youโre going to โdo damage to your healthโ and all this bollocks. The Leigh Wood defeat was bad โ I get that, because of how it went โ but in both the (Luis Alberto) Lopez fight and the Jordan Gill fight I was finished on my feet. I was conscious. I wasnโt fucking knocked out. It wasnโt some thunderous knockout where you then go, โFucking hell, he needs to take a look at his life here.โ
โIโm very aware of boxing. I understand boxing. I have been around boxing my whole life. Itโs something Iโve been very successful in and Iโm probably in the one per cent of people who have made enough money from the sport to walk away and be set for life. I donโt need boxing. I started my own promotional company with my brother, and thatโs now beginning to flourish and grow massively; so thatโs one avenue I can walk into with no problem. I also have my own fucking beer which has been launched. Thatโs another avenue for me in retirement. Streams of income are plenty for me. Itโs not like Iโm dependent on boxing for that.
โBut itโs not about the money, is it? Itโs about proving to myself that I can still achieve something in this sport. Who knows what will happen? Sometimes you can be right and sometimes you can be wrong. But why the fuck am I going to stop trying when I know I still have it in me?โ
That final concession will stand Conlan in good stead going forward, of that thereโs no doubt. It shows, at the very least, a healthy grasp of reality, as well as the kind of humility that is only ever the symptom of a punishing, foundation-shaking loss. Not only that, Conlan, 18-3 (9), has reasons. Reasons to think like this. Reasons why certain things have happened. Reasons why running has of late been a form of therapy rather than something done in celebration.
โThere was an awful lot of family stuff โ personal stuff โ going on before my last fight,โ he said. โItโs nobody elseโs business, I suppose, but I shouldnโt have been anywhere near a ring that night.
โThatโs life, though, isnโt it? You just get on with it, continue with training, and suddenly the fight arrives. I trained for six weeks with a new coach (Pedro Diaz) and had so much personal shit going on, so nothing felt right. But you make decisions and you live with the consequences.
โI donโt believe that was the true Michael Conlan and I know he is still there. As a boxer, you know in sparring when youโre getting manhandled by guys you should be controlling, but I was handling guys who were 135 and 140 pounds. That wasnโt the problem. It was life. My head wasnโt in it.
โBefore that Gill fight was even made, it was said to me, eight weeks out, โWhat about Jordan Gill?โ and I said to Jamie, โNo, I donโt need that fight now. Thatโs not the right fight.โ I had to get a new coach โ I hadnโt even trained with Pedro Diaz yet โ and I would have six weeks training over there (in America). I knew it wasnโt the right fight, but we rolled the dice and thatโs what happened. Hindsight is a wonderful thing. Remember: nobody knew what Jordan Gill was going through until after the fight, either.โ
In boxing, you will now and again find an unlikely connection between a comeback and running away, despite how conflicting the two things appear in isolation. For Conlan, for example, an Irish star famous before he had even thrown a punch professionally, there is an argument to be had that his best route to coming back is to first get away. Not run away, perhaps, but certainly do away with all the pressure and attention he finds when boxing at home, in Belfast, the city with which he has, since his amateur days, been synonymous.
โIโm thinking October or November and Iโm thinking America โ maybe New York,โ he said. โLetโs get away for a moment. Iโve just suffered back-to-back defeats in The SSE (Arena, Belfast). I know I can still sell a ticket there, and can still sell it out, and obviously thatโs part of the value of Michael Conlan, but I also know I can do a ticket in New York. Going there is a way for me to take the foot off the gas and have one fight to come back on. Letโs be honest, right, Iโve lost twice by fucking stoppage. I need to have a comeback fight. I need to get a win. Get the confidence back and get back in the swing of things. Thatโs what I need.
โIโm also going to have to change everything up again. I will say that Pedro Diaz was probably the best coach Iโve ever trained with, but it came too late in my career, probably. Pedro wanted me to box orthodox the whole fight (against Gill), but, if you look at my career, although Iโve switched, I have predominantly fought as a lefty.
โWe just didnโt have enough time together to work on ideas. I think itโs too late in my career to be trying to make big changes, so Iโll probably come back to the UK and base myself there. Iโve got a few coaches in mind, but thatโs why Iโm saying October or November for my return, so I have a bit of time.
โIโm going to go back to 126 pounds well. I shouldnโt have been at 130 for the last one, but it was eight weeksโ notice and I was told Gill was now up at 130, so I went for it. It was the wrong move.โ He paused, then laughed. โWhy the fuck did I do that?โ
At 32, Conlan, a featherweight, now finds himself both young and old; old enough to be called โshotโ or โfadedโ in his line of work, yet still young enough to believe otherwise and value, quite rightly, the opinions of those who see him daily over those who watch him only for entertainment; old enough to have now shaken off, like rain from a retracted umbrella, any dreams of making history or changing the world, yet still young enough to adjust these expectations and achieve something noteworthy nonetheless; old enough to accept the unreliability of confidence, yet young enough to still be shocked and unsettled by the feeling of it ebbing away.
โAfter two defeats your confidence is a bit knocked, thereโs no point denying that,โ Conlan said. โI can sit here and go, โMy confidence is just fine. I know the reasons for the defeats and I am going to put things right.โ But Iโm not saying that. There are reasons for the defeats, yes, but when you lose, no matter the circumstances, you do look at yourself and go, โFuck me, am I as good as I think I am?โโ
In certain moments the answer to that question will be โnoโ, quite understandably. Whereas in other moments, either when Conlan is out running, or reminding himself of all he has achieved in the sport, as both an amateur and pro, he will be more inclined to say, โYes, I was that good; yes, I am good.โ Sometimes, you just need reminding, thatโs all. For confidence is, like a muscle, something liable to atrophy if not given the right amount of attention and care.
โThis is the longest Iโve gone without boxing in my life,โ said Conlan. โI havenโt been anywhere near a gym and have not even thrown a punch since my last fight. Only recently did I start trying to shadowbox โ not properly, but just a few punches around the house โ and think about boxing a bit more.
โThat time away has kind of freshened me up in a sense and made me go, โYou know what? There are still things to do here. Thereโs still a route to a world title.โโ