Tiger Muay Thai, Day 3
The afternoon session starts in 15 minutes, and I'm dreading it. Not because the trainers will make fun of me (they probably will, lol), not because I don't enjoy myself when I'm there, but because it will be hard.
Part of the difficulty with this type of endeavor is that it teaches you all sorts of nasty truths about yourself that you wish you didn't know. Right now, mine is that it's really easy to shirk responsibility, it's easy to get out of anything with a smile, but that doesn't mean that you should. Also, it's much easier to waste time on Facebook than it is to write a screenplay, but that doesn't mean that's how I should be spending my time.
And for some reason, it's much easier for me to hide in my room than it is to head out into the insane beauty of Thailand and swim and ride elephants and stuff, but that's a separate issue. But today was kind of a wasted day. I spent it in bed, on the internet, COVERED in Tiger Balm. This may have been me protecting my body, but it also may have been me slacking, and I think it's the latter. My muscles actually feel better when I move them rather than stay sedentary.
Also, of course, having to deal with just how out of shape I am. I wanted a kick in the ass, and I'm getting one (often literally, the trainers will come around and thwap us id we're not in correct stance, or half-assing our form). I'm not dead last in terms of being in shape, but I'm close. This is embarrassing and no fun. I'm hoping to improve this situation as I go along. Tomorrow I'm getting in 7 hours of training if it kills me!! And it might!!
Okay, more postcards from the edge as the day goes on . . .
Part of the difficulty with this type of endeavor is that it teaches you all sorts of nasty truths about yourself that you wish you didn't know. Right now, mine is that it's really easy to shirk responsibility, it's easy to get out of anything with a smile, but that doesn't mean that you should. Also, it's much easier to waste time on Facebook than it is to write a screenplay, but that doesn't mean that's how I should be spending my time.
And for some reason, it's much easier for me to hide in my room than it is to head out into the insane beauty of Thailand and swim and ride elephants and stuff, but that's a separate issue. But today was kind of a wasted day. I spent it in bed, on the internet, COVERED in Tiger Balm. This may have been me protecting my body, but it also may have been me slacking, and I think it's the latter. My muscles actually feel better when I move them rather than stay sedentary.
Also, of course, having to deal with just how out of shape I am. I wanted a kick in the ass, and I'm getting one (often literally, the trainers will come around and thwap us id we're not in correct stance, or half-assing our form). I'm not dead last in terms of being in shape, but I'm close. This is embarrassing and no fun. I'm hoping to improve this situation as I go along. Tomorrow I'm getting in 7 hours of training if it kills me!! And it might!!
Okay, more postcards from the edge as the day goes on . . .