I took a really excellent kickboxing class Saturday morning.

Well, it was technically "cardio kickboxing," which means there weren't any real drills or heavy bags used but! But! It did incorporate lots of punches and kicks and the instructor went around the room during certain parts with punching pads for us to hit. All of my months of Turbo Jam paid off, though, as I was amazed by how well I was able to keep up with all of the punching drills when she increased the tempo. I showed off a bit - Does anyone else do that during a class or am I the only egomaniac doing that? - and I'm still kinda paying for it. Ouch.

I told Scott last night that I am looking forward to getting into better shape so that I can stop hobbling around on Sunday from Saturday's workouts.

The gym is having an awesome training deal, so I figured, why not? For $79, you get three personal training sessions and all that fitness evaluation stuff, which, I'm sorry, really should be part and parcel to the whole gig, not included as elements as though you'd pay for them on their own. I don't know if I'll commit to working with a personal trainer on a regular basis - we'll see what finances allow - but for the price it's another way to keep me working on making lifting a permanent part of my routine.

I'm still recovering from a tough week, physically. My period was especially tough, and I was especially exhausted throughout. I'm hoping to bounce back some this week. Whew.

Posted by Erin at 09:20 AM | filed under: Weigh in