Here I am cursing myself again. The warm up feels like a work out. One round on the pads feels like an hour and doing a double kick is like asking me to do 100. I can't breath, I'm sweating all over the place and my face is scarlet. I get annoyed about how I look to everyone else. Conscious of my extra weight and how bad I must look trying to survive the pads. Just when you think it's all over comes sit ups or squats and a serious of other horrible conditioning exercises that I struggle to get through. I just pray to be left alone as I fail to keep up with everyone else.
As if all that wasn't bad enough, there comes the sparring class. Even though I haven't been training at all in a long time I have still been watching fights and have decided to try and work on some moves that I have seen. (As if just watching it once or twice would actually mean I could pull it off!!)
I sucked big time at sparring this week. Not sharp. Gassing out after 1 round. My heart rate hit the roof. My big heavy legs are too slow to move. I was basically a punch bag even for beginners. Sparring is something I need to constantly work on. It's really only become a regular thing for me since I moved to Canada so I have a lot of catching up to do and things to work on. I needed that reality check!
"The difference between who you are and what you want to be is what you do. "
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