Today I went to the gym earlier than usual because I could not sleep. You know when you have something on your mind before you go to bed and your mind just will not shut down. That was me last night. I had an emotional issue and my mind would not shut off! Now my normal way to deal with this would have been to run to my fridge and eat everything in sight. I caught myself this time and instead of eating, I chose to get over to the gym. Yes, it was an hour and a half earlier than normal, but I knew if I got my aggression out in a different place then my food pantry, I would feel better in the long run.
I have (for this moment) connected my eating failures and my emotions! So proud of myself, big pat on the back. So I even decided to push myself at the gym and I stepped it up on the bike to level 2. Not too bad. I did alright. Sweat a little bit more, breathed a little heavier, but I felt OK. I left the gym after completing my weight reps and drove home. So far, day had started better then the day before.
I also had been invited to join a kickboxing class at church 3 days a week for one hour each time. I was as pumped for this class as a Jersey Shore kid is when he does his fist pumps for the paparazzi! I figured, it's a church class, really, how tough can it be??? It will probably be a bunch of old ladies and a sweet teacher with her little kids running around. More chit chat than actual sweat. I even brought my 13 year old daughter to do it with me.
WHATTA FOOL!!! Oh my Lord in Heaven, save me from the crazy Kickboxing Nazi!!! I used to like her on Sunday. She would smile and dress so nice and had the sweetest children. IT IS ALL A FACADE!!! She is EVIL!!! There was no chit chat. All I remember is screaming and pushing and crying! I don't know why she would do this to people! I don't know why someone didn't warn me ahead of time! I brought my poor innocent daughter with me! We started with some kicks, punch, I don't even know. I was flailing all over the place. I am sure I looked like a horrible mess. A red, hot, horrible mess. The music was faster than should ever be allowed and SHE WAS SMILING THE ENTIRE TIME! What the heck??? I looked up at the clock and the minute hand had only moved 5 minutes!!! The class was an hour long. I looked over at my sweet child that I had given life to from my OWN body and she had turned into some demonic monster that was actually ENJOYING it! Who was she??? This is the same kid that groans when I ask her to take out the trash or grab the mail from the mailbox at the end of the driveway, and now she enjoys self inflicted torture. After half an hour, the teacher said in her sweet, sing song voice, "now it's time to really get going!" AHHHH! No way! I knew my body was not going to carry me any further so I decided that since I did go to the gym already in the morning, I was cool with not actually finishing the class. I sat and rested let my daughter finish the class. Funny though, she was able to workout and text me all at the same time. I was having trouble just remembering to breathe and follow the teacher let alone concern myself with texting!!! I did get to reflect on the class and I learned that you get out of it what you put in. The teacher had such a great time because that was her outlook on it. She was able to smile because she made it fun for herself. She is really a very nice person still, she just happens to have a sadistic side to her :)
Anyway, I will be going back for more. I am not sure why maybe I was deprived of oxygen during my time in kickboxing Hell, but I shall return to it on Friday. Maybe on the days of kickboxing, I will go easier on myself at the gym. I swear I deserve Dairy Queen after today! Never mind, I am too weak to move!!! until next time....
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