Ouch

Ok I am really going to make an attempt to get back on the fitness bandwagon. Lets just say I’m less then happy with the condition I’m in. Frankly, I really have NO excuse any more. My thesis is done; my summer class is done. Now, that’s not to say that I don’t have anything to get accomplished, but there is no longer any excuse that I don’t have time to go to the gym.

I’ve been sort of sucked into watching martial arts lately. I’d really like to learn to fight. So, I thought I would do the compromise thing, and start off by going to the cardio-kickboxing class at the gym. Great cardio and I can pretend that I’m actually fighting and not just running on a treadmill like a squirrel in a wheel.

Ok, I have only one thing to say… Oooouuuccchhhh!

Well, there is actually more to say, besides feeling like I’ve been run over by a Mac truck, did I really need to be reminded how completely uncoordinated and ungraceful I am? And, Sean… I’m gonna need those gloves… cause I’m not giving up!