boxing

Wash ’em!

Here we are in week two of trying to be presentable for bikini week.  Last week went pretty well although the weather wreaked havoc on my trapeze time.  Looks like it’ll be more of the same this week, unfortunately.

Today was probably the best day I’ll have diet and exercise-wise.  If you’re looking for a nice healthy breakfast, I’m fairly certain that what I had this morning fits the bill.  And it was delicious.  Saute a little baby spinach and then add some egg whites.  Scramble them up and then add a diced Roma tomato and a slice of lowfat cheese.  Delish!  Rocked out a little Ab Ripper X this morning too.  Plus the gym.  Yeah!  Good day.  Except that my lower back is killing me.  Can’t win them all.

Speaking of the gym, it’s a boxing class that I go to.  I see lots of different footwear there from regular sneaks to bare feet.  I’m a regular sneaks kinda girl although I’m really considering using some of my Zumba shoes soon.  With this consideration mentioned, I’m very understanding of why some folks take the bare foot route.  If you’re really getting into it and pivoting with the hip and the body, then you need to have that no traction shoe.

Sidebar: Is Conan less funny without the beard?

At the end of class, we do abs.  Today, as I was taking great big breaths during ab work, a worthy of calling Jack Bauer terrorist attack was staged on my nose.  A guy to my left had THE MOST STANK ASS FEET I’ve ever smelled in my entire life.  Honestly, it was bad and then there was a second wave of it and I almost threw up.  If I had, I wouldn’t have known if it was due to the exercise or his feet.

I know that I was making faces and I’m pretty sure he saw me as when it was time to switch sides, he moved pretty damn quickly.  Dude, seriously? Wash your mofo feet!

Tomorrow I’m hoping to do more Ab Ripper, some yoga and some shoulder mount work.  Aim high, ya know?

Mean Muggin’

As in: “Why you mean muggin’ me?”

Which is what I wanted to ask this chick at the gym.  I was standing at my bag, chatting with another lady there about pole class when I could literally FEEL this chick punching me with her eyes.  Whatever if you don’t like pole dancing, get the hell out of my conversation!

Sidebar: I just watched the ‘Royal Pudding’ episode of South Park.  Please.  I worked the abs too hard today to be giggling this much.

Anywho, there was some music playing, something by Pitbull, and in my own little world, I was putting together a little Zumba-boxing combo (you heard it here first!) because you know Pitbull makes me wanna shake my ass.  It’s hard to coordinate punches (and really hit hard) with Zumba footwork.  And that’s what the lady on the other side of me found out.  I happened to glance her way to see her giving it a go and our eyes met.  I smiled; she mean mugged me.  Maaaaaaaan!  I can’t win.  But that’s why I hit the bag.

Halfway through the week and I’m still sticking to the plan.  Not so hard since yesterday was a day off but I did get to the gym today.  Tomorrow would have been a day to fly except the weather isn’t cooperating.  Off to the chiropractor instead!

37 to go!