Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Hereís what I know:
Today I am tired. I believe it comes from my workouts plus the mental workouts Iíve had in this past week.
Side Note: Iím feeling a little better from my last post. Not a 100% but I did have a chat with the person involved on the other side of the situation. Once I know the ďwhyĒ Iíd rather have the uncomfortable conversation and lay all the cards on the table. Of course, it helps if the other party is willing to participate which in this case they did.
Sadly, my best friend found out that her beloved cat (Tucker) has an aggressive form of cancer and will likely pass within two months. The news has affected me greatly and sends me into fits of tears.
Side Note: My old girl, Sara, who is now 16 is slowly declining too. Sheíll be with us long after Tucker is gone but I see the writing on the wall to which her vet confirmed. Itís hard saying good-byes.
Saturday I spent the day with friends laughing and having a great time. Much fun was had by all! I enjoyed the part when a past fling saw me and did a double take. *GIGGLES* We briefly chatted at the end of the night and he expressed how great I looked. *HAIR FLIP & TWIRL*
On September 13 I went and had my girlie checkup, it had been two years. Shame on me! They gave me a referral to have my first mammogram. Yeah, should have had my first one last year but again when you skip the checkup itís hard to get the referral. Aak! As of today Iíve yet to call to schedule the appointment but the paper has made its way to my office so the odds of a phone call happening today is good.
Side Note: No, Iím not the least bit afraid of a doctor or to have my girlie checkup. I just simply forget to make the appointment so I can show up. Iím equally not putting off the mammogram, I think they are important, especially when I donít have any knowledge of my family medical history - Iíve no idea whatís lurking inside me - so itís best to let the professionals have a look see.
Iím retaining water today. I dislike water retention but have come to recognize it for what it is, temporary. What caused it, maybe the cup of homemade mac n cheese I had last night? I need to find macaroni noodles that are made from brown rice which would help me if I want to indulge when I do make it.
Side Note: I think the gluten consumption makes me retain water, among other things. This is another reason I need to fully quit gluten! Damn stuff is everywhere. HA! Iím fighting back today with water!
The trip to San Francisco is happening on Sunday. The Mr and I agreed weíd go regardless of anyone elseís schedule. The Bay Area weather has been warm and inviting this week and it wonít last. If we go alone, weíll take the ferry in and walk to our final destination of fun. Itís cheaper to take the ferry and walk than it is to drive, pay a toll, park and go. Iím all about saving money and using my feet to carry me. :)
Boxing is tonight. Have I mentioned lately how much I love boxing?! Ya, I do! Mondayís session was brutal in all the right ways, and I was paired with the men again. My arms are still sore today from all the work on the heavy bag.
Side Note: I use boxing and other workouts as therapy now. I workout my emotions at the gym and leave it on the floor when Iím done.
I have been enjoying biking this past week and have decided I need to buy a different lock so I feel more secure when Iím out and about. I always worry when I lock my bike up somewhere that someone will steal it. The lock I currently have can be cut if someone really wants the bike so Iím hunting for a U-lock that will give me more comfort.
This is the end of my totally random post.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Tonight I got to play with the Big Dogs in Boxing and it was amazing!
I arrived at class all warm and fuzzy from ST and logging a mile on the treadmill - I was ready! After warmup, Alfredo the instructor, split us into pairs for kicking combinations and to my surprise he refused my regular sparing partners request to be paired with me and told me to go with Miguel. Miguel is the seasoned vet that trains outside the gym. He's a powerhouse and he didn't hold back, which I appreciated. A few of my kicks put him off balance at which he smiled, nodded and said, "you got power." *CHEESY GRIN*
After kicking combinations we moved to the heavy bags with our gloves. Again I was pleasantly surprised when Alfredo instructs me to go with the men and the toughest veteran woman. Oh yeah baby - what a rush! We did punching combinations and kicking combinations on the heavy bag. I loved, loved, loved the punching combinations and it was even better when the guy holding the bag for me simulated getting hit by using his voice. It brought out the power in me. Alfredo gave me lots of "kudos" too! Tammy, the toughest woman vet, is the sweetest woman and a great supporter.
While I was packing up my gear I thanked Miguel for sparing with me and he nodded and told me that I am a power kicker. YA! I love playing with the big dogs!
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Sunday night I had a poor night sleep brought on by sinus drain, my four legged babies needing extra attention (one of them is not feeling well) and the Mr getting up at 3:45 A.M. so he could be at work an hour later. Following that night I got up to a disappointing weigh-in. It was a rough start to the day and I hadnít even left the house yet. At the office I was tired and it was hot, summer has finally arrived in the bay area, and my boss flashed on everyone throughout the day. (Sometimes I think he forgets we are all on the same team.) At lunch I went home and packed my second workout bag, this one for cardio, only to remember after returning to the office that I had forgotten my dance/Zumba shoes. What a day and it was only 2:00 P.M.!
By this time I had come up with many reason why I shouldnít go to the gym. Here are the reasons I came up with before 4:00 P.M.:
I was tired.
I had concerns for my little fur ball.
I wanted to be home for the new fall season to start on TV.
I forgot my dance shoes.
I wasnít in the best of moods.
It was terribly hot - inside and out.
My sparing partner sent me a text that she was skipping boxing, again.
By 4:30 P.M. the Mr had arrived with my dance shoes. At that point I decided to go to Zumba and figure out the rest of the night from there.
I arrived at the gym in enough time to secure my spot for Zumba. It was packed - lots of new faces and giggles in the back rows. Love that! I danced my heart out and the sweat poured off me. Equally love that! After Zumba was over my sparing partner asked if I was going to stay for boxing and I admitted that I was tired and didnít know if I would stay. *SHRUG*
I went and ran my quarter mile and then walked on an incline for another half mile. Both were tough and I noted my knee had tightened up again. I stretched it out best I could while I had my snack. Guess I was staying for boxing after all because if I eat a snack at the gym Iím certainly not going to go home soon after and eat dinner! I pushed on and did my strength training which felt good. I moved from 8 lbs. hand weights to 10 lbs. - no discomfort today so I can work harder next time.
Boxing was next and as time ticked away it appeared, I would be the only attendee. Out of respect for the instructor and my own selfish last ditch effort to skip class I went to the front desk and asked them to call him. I told him that it appeared I would be the only one in class and asked if he still wanted to come. His response, ďIf you want to learn, Iíll teach you. What do you want to do?Ē What fresh new hell is this? I have to make this decision after a day of trying to figure out how NOT to attend this class? I took a deep breath and told him Iíd start the warmup. As I started the warmup, another class mate showed up - a veteran!
In the end, my excuses and reasons didnít matter, the veteran and I had our own private boxing lesson. It was one of the most grueling workouts I have ever had. Many times I thought Iíd loose the contents of my stomach or just pass out. I held my own when we did kicking combinations and the veteran told me later that she thought we paired well together which was a huge compliment. Alfredo, the instructor, pushes me harder and further than anyone and he does it without being loud and aggressive. He just makes me want to do it. I wanted to quit a few times, or at the very least take an extra break, but when he corrected my moves and told me, ďagainĒ I looked him dead in the eye and responded, ďokay!Ē Did I have something to prove? Not sure but I pushed on and I accomplished something bigger than all those excuses I dreamed up during the course of the day. Boxing only lasted for 45 minutes but with only two of us in the class we had little downtime so the energy and calories burned was significant. At the end we were told to do different combinations of situps - 90 of them. Ya, I made it to 60 before I collapsed!
During the session I had the urge to apologize for my lack of stamina but then stopped myself. As I sucked wind I told myself that I have NOTHING to apologize for. Iím there! I showed up! I workout all the time! Iím building my stamina! I might not be the best conditioned but I have the most heart! Why should I apologize?!
When I left the gym the air outside was warm and I walked at a snails pace to get home. At one point I wanted to sit down on the sidewalk and just cry so I could feel the release. I didnít out of fear of not being able to get back up again. Knuckles dragging I finally made it to the front door and then collapsed into a chair where I sat still and silent for a long time.
Sometimes youíll find every excuse not to do it. In the end all you need is one reason to move forward - let that reason be you. I could have given in to all those excuses but that would have been giving up on myself. Iím worth more than that!
Today I rest! Tomorrow, I begin again.
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