Last night was an awesome bag class. War cries, tears, bruises and pools of sweat. I keep meaning to snap a picture when I get home, but am so exhausted I'm lucky to make it to the shower! I do have this picture to show you! I knew I kicked the bag hard last night.... I just didn't know the bag hit back!! Proof that I'm working hard....
It looks a lot worse in person, I swear! Its obvious that I am better with my right leg... cuz my left leg only has a tiny little bruise that won't even show up in a picture! LOL
Anyway, today and tomorrow are my nights off from bag class. I'm a little sad because I just love it so much.. .and I also don't know how I'm going to get an hour of walking in. I KNOW... its just walking... but its boring and I seriously hate it. If I could run, then I would totally be into it... but walking?? It doesnt help that we just moved to this city and the only place I know to walk is the 1/3 of a mile block that our house is on. *sigh* No worries, I'll get it in.
Food is food. Why does it have to be so complicated? Today my goal is 100% clean. Whether I"m over my servings or not... it will all be clean. With lots of water.
:)
5 comments:
War wounds you should be proud of feel free to do your battle chant. The workouts that I dread have gotten easier with the addition of a larger ipod; now I take my entire library with me, and make sure that I always have a new book in the waiting as well.
Thanks for the inspiration.
Catch up on your phone calls while you walk, take some of the drudgery out of it.
And I LOVE that leg! Hardcore, baby! Kick some bag! :)
Holy smokes you rock! Look at the battle wounds.
I know the walk or the run is drudgery. But what can you do? Gotta keep chugging.
I was gonna make a snide comment, but then decided I really don't want to get the sh*t kicked out of me...
ouch
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