#aristotle augustine

Boxing:

Church Street Boxing Club is the only club in the region sanctioned by USA Boxing - the national governing body for amateur & olympic-style boxing. Coach Aris is a national golden gloves champion certified through USA Boxing. The boxing club hosts a community of people who share a common goal: to be better than they were yesterday, and to express that through boxing. Ages: 7+, taught by Aristotle Augustine

CSBC Martial Arts for Kids

a specialized program created exclusively for children ages 7 through 12 and teaches the fundamentals of martial arts. The foundation of the Martial Arts Kids curriculum is the education and development of life skills such as discipline, respect, and self-esteem. With those life skills, students gain a positive mental attitude, learn to set goals and gain confidence in themselves. Ages: 3 - 12, taught by Henry Brown & Jack Devins

CSBC Martial Arts for Teens and Adults

This curriculum program is customized for adult men and women. Unlike a children's program, our adult programs focus on high-intensity fitness and real self-defense that applies in today's world, accommodating students no matter their ability. Ages: 13+, Taught by Henry Brown & Jack Devins

Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu

Designed for real-world situations, BJJ is an essential form of self-defense . By focusing on ground-level altercations, BJJ utilizes holds, throws, strikes, and a variety of submission techniques. This approach makes Jiu-Jitsu particularly effective for learning how to confront an opponent who may be larger or stronger, all without the need to inflict harm. Ages: 6+, taught by Frank Gillis & Benji Hart

Mixed Martial Arts (MMA)

The program blends striking and wrestling techniques with No-Gi grappling and submission elements. The club offers a flexible training pace, allowing students to tailor their experience to fit their abilities and personal goals. Each session focuses on developing precise technique, strategic thinking, and delivering an intense cardiovascular workout that boosts both fitness and combat skills. Safety is a top priority, and light sparring ensures respectful contact during training. Ages: 18+ (competition), taught by Frank Gillis Ages: 12+ (basic training), taught by Benji Hart

Kick Boxing & Muay Thai

Known as “The Art of 8 Limbs,” Muay Thai utilizes hands, elbows, knees, and shins to deliver powerful strikes, giving practitioners the ability to effectively control or incapacitate opponents. Originating from Thailand, Muay Thai is both a cherished national sport and a cultural martial heritage, with roots dating back centuries. Its techniques evolved through close combat during warfare, making it one of the most effective and respected striking arts in the world. Ages: 5+, taught by Jirapat Arunmat

Fitness Classes:

Boxing Fitness: A fun and intense workout based on the moves and exercises real boxers use! Get ready to laugh and burn some calories! Functional Mobility, Body Awareness and Movement: The goal is to become more aware and understanding of the body and principles of neural connectivity to help the body move effciently, correct bad posture and help with pain. Ages: 16+, taught by Jirapat Arunmat

Self Defense Classes:

Practical, empowering, real-world self defense training for women and vulnerable groups. Learn how to defend in real situations using simple but effective techniques. Ages: 10+, taught by all coaches on rotation.

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personality:

he'll be the first to tell you that he's too much like his father and not enough like his mother. The struggle for Aristotle is his mother named him after a philosopher in hopes it would temper the devil he was born with, and in reality, when people began calling him Aris - she realized too late that she also named him after chaos. he's tried over the years to temper the rage that his father instilled in him and to be a better man. So, he's patient - but when he's pushed too far, he's every inch the man his father raised him to be.

brief bio:

Life in the Augustine house was a rotating door of empty liquor bottles and police visits. His mother worked nights dancing at a gentleman's club while his father drifted between barstools and jail cells. Aristotle grew up cooking his own meals, watching his mother’s tired, beaten body move through the apartment, and he grew used to how she'd stare at him and then look away - saying that he had his father's devil eyes.

When his father was home, violence filled the gaps. Aristotle learned early that if he didn’t step between his father and mother, no one would. She only held him after he protected her. She only said she loved him after he was bleeding... but it didn't matter. He'd earn her love one way or another. So, he stood between her and his father again and again. Each time the price was a black eye, cracked ribs, or worse. He developed a temper, not the loud, flailing kind, but the quiet, coiled, dangerous kind that lived under his skin like a trapped animal. A temper that, pushed hard enough, would eventually roar to the surface.

He was young when his mother packed up her things one day and left without saying goodbye. It meant that for the next few years, he was largely left alone unless his father came home. At sixteen, during one of his father's drug/alcohol fueled violent benders, Aristotle finally snapped. Aristotle didn’t even remember the start of the fight; he remembered only fists, yelling, a shattered table, his neighbor screaming, and waking up in a hospital bed with a broken jaw and ribs wrapped tight. That beating finally forced the state to step in and they called Aristotle's paternal grandfather.

Aristotle's grandfather agreed to take them in, but only under one condition: Aristotle was out the day he turned eighteen. Everyone expected him to fight the ultimatum. Instead, he nodded, swallowed the last of his pride, and made a different plan.

He graduated early, got his grandfather's permission, and enlisted in the Army at seventeen. He wanted out, and the army didn’t care where he came from as long as he could survive what they threw at him. Boot camp was easy, almost comfortable. Pain made sense there. Rules too. The Army gave him an outlet for the fury he’d spent his childhood swallowing, and it gave him order where there had never been any. He chose Cavalry Scout as his MOS, partly because he was good at going quiet and partly because his anger was easier to manage when focused. When he couldn't swallow the fury, he would box. He learned to fight for sport which was much different than fighting for survival.

He embraced the misery, the grit, the endless grind of training. He had a gift for stillness, patience, and violence delivered with surgical precision. In the Army, no one cared about the kid he used to be. They cared that he hit his mark and didn’t crack under pressure. He did twenty years, from seventeen to thirty-seven, rising to CW4. He built a reputation for being unshakeable, disciplined, and terrifying when pushed. His temper was still there, but he’d learned how to bury it under professionalism until the moment he needed it.

When he retired, he stepped out of the only structure he’d ever known and into a civilian world that felt too soft, too slow, too unguarded. His father had drunk himself into the grave years earlier. His mother had remarried and built a life she didn’t invite him into. He even had a little brother.

He didn't know what hurt worse, the fact that he had an entire family that he wasn't welcome to be part of, or the fact that his mother had so easily left him behind.

When he came home, he took over the Church Street Boxing Club - one of Finchwood's rundown, old businesses that had seen better days. Painstakingly, he rebuilt and renovated it until it became a place for people had nowhere to go and needed a place to belong. He’s established it as a non-profit. It means he’ll never be rich but it doesn’t matter to him. What matters is preventing more kids from growing up like he did.

possible relationship hooks:

best friend

childhood friend(s)

girlfriend or boyfriend

enemies to friends

someone he's personally training at the gym

exes on good terms

exes on "eh" terms but they're still ride or die

sibling from his mother's second relationship (official wc)