I'm feeling a bit drained. I want nothing to do with this evening’s festivities at LA Boxing, I think it's boxing tonight. Last night was kickboxing with Danny, I've never had him before and oh look, I will have him again tonight. Nice guy, he's compact, but looks like all muscle. While we were doing our training during the core moves my back was not pleased, need to get on those supermans. I did do some on the machine when I went to fancy gym after I ran for 16 minutes. My time was lower because I stopped a few times. My body is sore and my calves felt like that were going to explode and that would be bad. Am I rambling, I feel like I'm rambling.
Just in case I’ll start a new paragraph. So I ran after kickboxing last night because that's how I get down. I think next week I'm going to try to run outside, I'm sure there's an app for that. My eating has been good, although I broke down and had 11 blue corn tortillas and salsa from Jason's deli and let me tell you. It was good. I bought more celery with me today and more food, but it seems I didn't finish anything or touch the grapes. There's always tomorrow. Tonight will make it one complete week of moving this body of mine and it feels good, although tomorrow I might skip because it's my sister's birthday and I doubt she wants to eat dinner at 10. Maybe I can convince my boss to let me take my lunch early so I can check out this 10:30 Pilates class at fancy gym. there are options, i will squeeze something in tomorrow, no reason to jump off the train.
I'm off, wish me strength in my back!
I went I did it and two things:
1. Sometimes the trainer has us run laps, I generally get lapped, but tonight was the first time, I passed someone!
2. I am getting more flexible! I was touching the hell out of my toes tonight!