Thursday, April 30, 2009

You Pay For Excuses

As many of you may know, my life's been a little...rough lately. Woman trouble. Living arrangement trouble. Other assorted types of trouble.

These various things have kept me away from practice for nearly 3 weeks. No more.

Tuesday was my first day back at Inferno. The place was packed with new faces, and what seemed to be twice as many jump ropes. We've gone from three-person bag drills to four. You can hardly shrimp across the floor without bumping into someone on the way.

It's awesome.

My absence has weighed heavily, and I've missed the overall benefits that training brings. I'm more anxious, I've gained back some weight, though my scale is still packed from the move, so I can't say how much.

Even with my time away, I could tell that I'm getting better at jumping rope. A small thing, to be sure, I'm trying to find the positive in my life right now. I credit the near constant cleaning and moving from one home to another for my only partial loss of stamina.

I'm not back in my groove yet, and I've gotten sloppy. I was already sloppy, as a beginner, but you really see the difference a few weeks makes on your muscle memory and instincts.

I'm going to really enjoy class tonight. My bottle is full, and I want to leave that gym empty.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Consistency

I've taken a rather long break from posting and MMA classes, partly due to personal junk, partly due to sickness.

I've learned that you'll get some distance and perspective from personal stuff if you go to class, and as long as you're not contagious, you'll usually forget about the pain from whatever's bothering you after a few minutes on the mat.

Now, I'm unprepared for testing, and I have no idea where I'm at as far as my weight and health goals are concerned. Part of the personal stuff was an unexpected move, and I left my scale at my old apartment.

Class was good this week, though I'm starting to realize how much work I'm going to have to do to really pull this off. I'm pretty good with the Thai pads, but I've got a ways to go in terms of precision, and grappling continues to confound me.

I did get a good workout this weekend. I consolidated several piles of wood from the ice storm onto a large pallet over about 5 hours. I wore a tank top and no sunscreen, and my skin is now weeping an interesting yellow fluid at random intervals.

My grandma did say I looked smaller today at the family Easter lunch, while gesturing toward my gut. She did a little hand gesture, like a modified version of what you might use to visual approximate an hour-glass figure with your hands, but perhaps with more a pear or teardrop shaped design.

Starting Weight: 395lbs
Current Weight: ?