*hobbles*
So three days straight of hapkido and kickboxing has officially turned my body into a walking pain factory. Not that I was expecting anything less, but OH LORD every time I try to sit up or accidentally tense my back THE WORLD GETS FUZZY. It's wonderful, though. I've felt better this week than I have in ages, just because this lazy old body of mine has been getting off its bum and doing something. It doesn't like me right now, but it will eventually.
The only failboat part of it all was the fact that my asthma was triggered BIG-TIME during the last five minutes of kickboxing on Wednesday. I have not had an asthma attack since high school, when I attempted to run the mile all the way through without stopping to walk. (I know that sounds like pie to most people but when I did this, black started coming in at the corners of my vision on the last lap - back then, I didn't know I had asthma and that, AT REST, I breathe at 60% lung capacity). I wanted so badly to keep going - I mean, there were only FIVE MINUTES LEFT of the class - but something kept telling me (perhaps my inability to get oxygen into my lungs) that if I kept going, something bad was going to happen. And better to throw up my hands and ask for some water than to faint in front of ten people. You know.
This just goes to show you how mild all my attempts at "exercise" have been since high school P.E. Kinda pathetic, yeah?
Anyway. I'm so glad it's the weekend. My dad's birthday is Monday, so on Sunday both of my brothers and I are headed home for a BBQ to celebrate. It's very rare that our ENTIRE family is able to get together in the same place at the same time, so this is happy-making. :]
However, last night there was a blackout and I lost an hour's worth of progress in FFXIII, which was not so happy-making. >:[ Oh well, at least I get to watch some sweet cutscenes again. \o/
What else? IT'S FRIDAY. Tonight I shall dine with good people and maybe stay up late to indulge in a couple of creative projects, which have actually been fulfilling to me lately. Very unexpected and very much a blessing.
The only failboat part of it all was the fact that my asthma was triggered BIG-TIME during the last five minutes of kickboxing on Wednesday. I have not had an asthma attack since high school, when I attempted to run the mile all the way through without stopping to walk. (I know that sounds like pie to most people but when I did this, black started coming in at the corners of my vision on the last lap - back then, I didn't know I had asthma and that, AT REST, I breathe at 60% lung capacity). I wanted so badly to keep going - I mean, there were only FIVE MINUTES LEFT of the class - but something kept telling me (perhaps my inability to get oxygen into my lungs) that if I kept going, something bad was going to happen. And better to throw up my hands and ask for some water than to faint in front of ten people. You know.
This just goes to show you how mild all my attempts at "exercise" have been since high school P.E. Kinda pathetic, yeah?
Anyway. I'm so glad it's the weekend. My dad's birthday is Monday, so on Sunday both of my brothers and I are headed home for a BBQ to celebrate. It's very rare that our ENTIRE family is able to get together in the same place at the same time, so this is happy-making. :]
However, last night there was a blackout and I lost an hour's worth of progress in FFXIII, which was not so happy-making. >:[ Oh well, at least I get to watch some sweet cutscenes again. \o/
What else? IT'S FRIDAY. Tonight I shall dine with good people and maybe stay up late to indulge in a couple of creative projects, which have actually been fulfilling to me lately. Very unexpected and very much a blessing.