Sally's World

Up until I was pregnant with Aaron, I used to go kick boxing; I really enjoyed it as a way to keep fit. And it was great for relieving stress…or what I thought was stress! When I look back now at the things that stressed me out when I was 15/16/17, I realise I may have been a tad dramatic about things.

Mostly, I do stick to Yoga, but I’ve gone back to kick boxing several times over the years, and seeing as life is a little stressful at the moment, especially what with the test results e.t.c. I thought I’d give it another go. I joined a gym quite a while ago, and am sorry to say, I do not take full advantage of that membership. I don’t get there every day, even every week; there are days when the only exercise I get is from going back and forth from the fridge, or from lifting large bars of chocolate to my mouth. But hey, its all exercise right!!!

The gym has a punch bag, so I dug out a track suit and gloves from the back of my closet and headed out. I bypassed the running machines (I’m too clumsy, I fall off them), bypassed the gym balls (I’m too clumsy, I fall off them), ignored the rowing machine (I’m too clumsy, hit myself in the jaw with the handle) and went over to the punch bag like a woman on a mission.

One thing I realised is, that the same way we are advised not to go to do the grocery shopping while we are really hungry to avoid buying your body weight in chocolate; you shouldn’t go to the gym while you’re angry. I got a tad carried away and literally beat the crap out of the punch bag. I think a few people were concerned. Maybe because I was muttering and swearing under my breath… And I think I heard a couple of people deciding whether or not to call a psychiatrist, failing that an exorcist!

The good news is, I got rid of a lot of pent up anger and frustration…the bad news is, I can barely move. Like I say, I overdid it just a smidge, my arms are killing me, they shake should I so much as try to lift a cup of tea to my lips. And climbing the stairs, forget it; I had to go up on all fours.

But I’m ready to fight another day…bring it on…okay, so I may still be getting a little carried away!

Take care

Sal xxx