Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Boxercise. It has lots of advantages in the stress busting and bicep building department, but there are issues too. First is constant struggle not to say "check out my guns", especially when one still has bingo wings, though seriously, check 'em out, there's muscle there! Ha! Muscle! Second: smelly gloves. Top tip to anyone thinking of taking up boxercise, invest in little bottles of hand sanitiser. Third: the aching afterwards.
I ache when I spin because those saddles are ambitious amateur proctologists. I ache when I swing a kettlebell because we do so, so many lunges and squats (and swing a giant chunk of metal about). Even so, nothing comes close to the wipe out, "oh my goodness gracious", total body ache of boxing.
The aching is proof of the hard work. Fast punches, hard punches, good core-work, moving the feet. It helps to go in a little angry, like, for example, forgetting to bid on something you really wanted on ebay only to find it sold for a measly £1! Gaaaaaah! Bam!
Shoulders, legs, arms - now everything hurts in that low grade, dull muscle-y way. I can't even image what it would be like if you had to get punched on top! I could almost get all philosophical, "I ache therefore I am"; I don't have anything else that makes me feel as vital or as strong, but I just wish my hands didn't smell of manky gloves.
... And by the way, you should really check out my guns!