After a long day I managed to truck myself all the way over to the gym for a 7 p.m. kickboxing class. Impressive, right? There's nowhere to park on Monday nights, so I had to hike from the next lot over. Got there, stretched, warmed up, and just before class started I realized I'd left my water bottle in the car. I had plenty of time to retrieve it before class started but I didn't, because it was too long a walk to my car. And then I kickboxed for 60 minutes with no water.
What the hell is wrong with me?
And briefly, on the subject of kickboxing class let me say to Lois- Lo, you teach a terrific class, and I really enjoy it. But please note that the music of Seal is music for getting tender, not music for getting buff. PLease adjust your playlist accordingly. Also, pulsing techno remixes of REO Speedwagon? No.
But bad music and lack of water notwithstanding these classes are kicking my ass and I LOVE it. GO ME!
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