Humiliation of walking for a bit of the class when everyone else (it seems like) is running < Humiliation of having to call ambulance due to potential of collapsing in panting, heaving, gasping, red-faced heap
No Ambulance = Good Kickboxing Class
Fear of ex-military instructor who could snap me in two though she is half my size > Longing to faint to ground and wallow in the Jell-o-y wad that is me = Obeying every command of "JAB!", "HOOK!", CROSS!", and "SIDEKICK!" no matter how I bob and sway and drip
I like Thursdays :)
2 comments:
I hope you were one with your humiliation.
It's a new adventure today Slussy! I hope today you'll see a big enormous God swelling with affection and love for his Sluss a boxer.
Me? I'll be shoveling. I miss you!
You go girl! Good for you. I have trouble keeping up in those classes too.
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