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Have been trying boxing again, because I really really miss punching stuff.
Today was the third time I've been to the boxing gym since I started again. The very first day I went back, I was so exhausted from the warmup, I stopped after only one session of mitts. To be fair, the warm-up was over thirty minutes long. To be fairer, the warm-up was over thirty minutes long because I kept having to stop to rest ;-)
Today, I wasn't falling over after just the warm up, and I managed two (normal!) plus a slow steady session with the punching bag (first time they've let me at the punching bag in this gym).
I love boxing: I love the motion and the punching and the running around and the wrapping of my hands and the putting on of gloves. I love putting on my gloves, okay? Grunt, ungghh, yeah. I love being so drained I swear I can't move another muscle and I'm actually opening my mouth to say so, when my trainer looks at me with concern asking me if I'm tired, and draw myself up to my short height, glare at him, and go WTF tired me are you serious?
(That gets me another couple combos before I invariably wilt, but \o/)
This all makes it sound like I might actually be competent, but I'm actually pretty bad at boxing. I'm getting better though! The days when I'd accidentally knock my glasses off my face with my fists are long gone :3
...partly that's because I took a long break from boxing BUT ANYWAY. I haven't done it recently. That is my point! Instead I've been doing more ridiculous things :D
Like today, when I flipped the jumping rope forward and upward into my pony tail, and whipped myself in the face with my own hair. NOBODY SAW, is what I'm saying.
I missed this <3
Today was the third time I've been to the boxing gym since I started again. The very first day I went back, I was so exhausted from the warmup, I stopped after only one session of mitts. To be fair, the warm-up was over thirty minutes long. To be fairer, the warm-up was over thirty minutes long because I kept having to stop to rest ;-)
Today, I wasn't falling over after just the warm up, and I managed two (normal!) plus a slow steady session with the punching bag (first time they've let me at the punching bag in this gym).
I love boxing: I love the motion and the punching and the running around and the wrapping of my hands and the putting on of gloves. I love putting on my gloves, okay? Grunt, ungghh, yeah. I love being so drained I swear I can't move another muscle and I'm actually opening my mouth to say so, when my trainer looks at me with concern asking me if I'm tired, and draw myself up to my short height, glare at him, and go WTF tired me are you serious?
(That gets me another couple combos before I invariably wilt, but \o/)
This all makes it sound like I might actually be competent, but I'm actually pretty bad at boxing. I'm getting better though! The days when I'd accidentally knock my glasses off my face with my fists are long gone :3
...partly that's because I took a long break from boxing BUT ANYWAY. I haven't done it recently. That is my point! Instead I've been doing more ridiculous things :D
Like today, when I flipped the jumping rope forward and upward into my pony tail, and whipped myself in the face with my own hair. NOBODY SAW, is what I'm saying.
I missed this <3
