I haven’t been feeling particularly healthy as of late so I end up going to the doctor for an unrelated reason (to remove a cyst on my head) and totally forget to tell the doctor. Derp!
Anyway, I’ve been looking for excuses to avoid going to class so I can go to bed early, but I need the exercise so badly I decided I better go tonight and sweat a bit. It’s not that I’ve been not working out it just feels like my relative progress is modest at best. It feels like I’ve got a potbelly and that I have to outrun the damn thing.
For instance I could run a 5k pretty regularly in May and now I struggle with 2.5 miles. I know it’s not far off distance wise, but I’m barely making it.
My lousy diet is mostly the cause, but living clean this week has made no change in how I feel. Mostly tired, a constant headache, some lethargy, but not so bad that I don’t exercise some.
Anyway, class was supposed to have a visitor, which I absolutely love, but the dude never showed up. We ended up working on long punches and then working them into technique and then added a throw at the end of the technique. Kind of fun and the class flew by. So good exercise, but I still had an ice cream bar before class. Damn ice cream!