i haven’t posted anything in a while and with good reason! i’ve been so consumed with martial arts training and it’s amazing that i’ve found something else that i love and can do and watch myself progress. don’t get me wrong, i see progress in other things i love doing, like singing, etc. but martial arts is seeing progress almost instantly and practically living in the moment and for the moment. a wrong kick could lead to a swollen ankle, a lapse in judgement might earn you a bruised eye.
because of this, my fitness level has improved so much! i feel so much stronger and better. my body feels quite clean and i don’t feel that sluggish either. it bothers me if i don’t train - there’s this little voice!
So, I finally caved in and bought gloves for training. I’ve been holding out because… I don’t know! I thought it’d help build up pain tolerance, but it might actually be hindering me from throwing good punches. So I bought em.
One major catalyst in this life-changing decision was when I went for a boxing class and was asked to use the gym’s boxing gloves, which - ohmygoodness - smelled HORRENDOUS. Got whiffs of it while punching and it was pretty bad.
Took the gloves off for a swig of water and found the water to be unpalatable. Put the gloves back on for another round of pad work, giving extra time for my hand wraps to be seasoned with stench (I call this stench ‘the smell of a million years of sweat n’ stuff).
Gloves off again for some technical stuff. So, with my wraps heavily seasoned with eau de funkysweat from the gloves, I proceeded to shadow my kru and got a realllllyyyyyyy good whiff of my hands and SWEAR I saw stars for a bit. I might’ve made a gagging motion and was so close to throwing up on the mat.
i find it irritating that kim kardashian is everywhere on my facebook feed. from photos on buzzfeed (on a completely unrelated article btw) to updates from a lifestyle mag. this has to stop! how the heck did someone go, ‘wow let’s make her famous!’ (keeping in mind her naughty-naughties) is completely beyond me.
so I talk about my hometown being this place that’s so lush with greenery all the time. here’s a photo proof - this is probably a few miles from the city centre and the greenery is evident and abundant!
«Intimacy is not who you let touch you. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.»
went to the gym today and the first words my trainer said was, ‘you’re going to DIEEEE today!’ oddly, that was supremely motivating and he was definitely true to his words. it was all high intensity today with a two minute break between the sessions.
call me a sadist, but i totally enjoyed it all at the end of it. couldn’t feel my arms at one point (I wasn’t sure if it still functioned) doing stuff on the chest press machine which is my personal obstacle - I think I’m getting stronger and I get to this and it just grounds me - like, nope, long way to go, bud!