There seems to be a few things going on/that have happened recently...so let’s do bullet points, shall we?
I had zumba Monday night and I did NOT want to go. However, I told myself just freaking go. Go and do 1 mile and then if you want to leave after that, you can; you won’t have to stay for Zumba. So, I got my mile and then headed to Zumba and lasted about 30 minutes because it got warm in the room and they decided to open the door. I thought of the long term (allergies are NOT my friend) and thought it was best to head out. I tried to get on the treadmill to do another mile but my heart just wasn’t in it and I had quite a few things to do that night.
I went to kickboxing Tuesday and was stretching after the workout when the trainer walked up to me and said he needed to talk to me when I was done stretching. Cue: FREAK OUT. I thought, what did I do wrong? Was I rude? Did I hurt someone? I mean, I’m klutzy but I’m pretty sure I didn’t hit anyone. I finished up and walked over and he started walking up to saying “well, um, i was just wondering, um, if you, um...naw, I’m just playing” (While I’m thinking, dude, I’m having a panic attack over here...what do you need? WHAT DID I DO?!???!!!!) Turns out, he wanted to know if I had noticed any changes since starting....have I lost weight, dropped dress sizes, lost inches, etc. because he was thinking about me for member of the month next month. a
HAHAHAHA. NO. I don’t do public recognition. But thanks.
I went back today and the owner was the trainer there and he pulled out the gloves/pads and we did some punching/slipping/ducking. It was SO. MUCH. FUN!!!!!! I told him, I felt sorry for him because I couldn’t guarantee i wouldn’t hit accidentally punch him...and there were definitely some close calls. But I think it was one of the most fun sessions I’ve had.
Kickboxing has turned into one of my most fun ways to get out my stress and aggression and make me a much happier (and stinkier) person to be around at work after working out and lunch.
I’m freaking out about my 10k, which is in just over 2 weeks. And to say that I’m unprepared is an understatement. All I can do is my best and continue to prepare as best as I can until then. And then pray. Lots and lots of prayer.
I feel like there’s more but I honestly can’t remember right now.