Sometimes I amaze myself
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
With that humble beginning
let me explain. Yesterday, after my Gladiator Fitness session (a very intense workout that leaves me drenched in sweat but extremely content), I decided to stay at the gym. There was a special cardio kickboxing class with a guest coach. The guy is no less than a 23 (yes 23!)-time world champion kickboxer. I had to stay and give it a go. Had to.
I told myself I'd leave if things got too intense or if I got too tired (after all, I had ALREADY done my workout). Well, intense it was. I was huffing and puffing, but I stayed the entire hour, kickin' and jabbin' like a maniac. But I was soooooo proud of myself afterwards. I could not believe I had lasted the entire hour.
I'm 49! A few years back, just going to get the mail exhausted me! And I had "good" excuses not to work too hard: a severe injury should have left me walking with crutches for the rest of my life, and it took me two years to be able to walk normally, then I broke my pelvis, then my knee, then my foot (all unrelated accidents). But I pressed on, determined to regain my strength. And I did!
So, in case you haven't guessed: last night was definitely a woo-hoo moment. Yeah!