
My husband bought me a weighted bag for my birthday last month. Still trying to figure out the best time to make use of it, since sounds in the basement can echo through the whole house.
My husband bought me a weighted bag for my birthday last month. Still trying to figure out the best time to make use of it, since sounds in the basement can echo through the whole house.
Didn’t feel like doing Krav Zoom class this evening. Did it anyway. Usually that feels like a good decision in the end, but today’s class was a surprise Fitness Challenge. Now my back hurts, my arms are shaky, and I feel nauseated.
Considering that I really didn’t want to go to Krav Maga last night, it turned out to be a really good class.
Waiting for class. Jimmy John’s Unwich + grapes for dinner. Connor is done with his class and is playing his tablet in the back hallway. I’m sitting on the bench in the front lobby area, feeling tired after a day of intense problem-solving at work.
Not feeling like kicking butt tonight, but I know I’ll enjoy myself once I’m doing it.
Update, 9:30pm: Got sweaty, got to kick butt, and got my butt kicked. Good class (of course). Glad I went. Am now showered and chilling quietly with a snack before bed.
Yeah, yeah, that was good.
I put so much effort into tonight’s Krav Maga class that I nearly threw up… but I stuck it out for just 90 more seconds, and I made it through just fine. Shaky and exhausted, but generally fine.