Showing posts with label boxing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boxing. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

February Wrap-up

My goal for February was to “run” on odd days and swim on even days.  I missed (took off) four days.  I figured I would be brave and try a new class at the gym, actually it was two and I fell in love!  Boxing and kickboxing both have been added into my workout regime. 

On the pain front, yea, I had some issues, but nothing major.  My energy was pretty good.

Weight? Down 10.6 pounds!!!!!

 
March will be entertaining; I got some new artwork done on my foot which makes my “normal” workouts not really possible.  For two weeks (give or take) no shoes or socks! Well, I can’t have the rubbing and the pool is completely out until my foot completely heals.  Luckily both the boxing and kickboxing classes are barefoot classes, spinning I can rest my foot on the top of my shoe and still get a workout in, yoga – shoeless of, course!  For rest of my cardio I have been getting on the elliptical machine in my flip flops and just go at it.  Once my foot heals I am planning on trying out Zumba, seems like it would be fun! The issue I am facing right now is my energy level is starting to go down and I am starting to have pain again in my left arm (up to my elbow).  I am hoping all this is just diet related and everything will clear up nicely. I am refusing to let this be another damn flare up.  Only time will tell!

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Metaphor

I have been taking boxing/kickboxing classes for the past two weeks.  In a way these classes are a major metaphor for my life right now.  I had been flaring most of last year but it didn’t go full blown until around August.  I spent the better part of October relying on a wheelchair to get me from point A to point B.  November I started feeling like a human again, but still not doing well.  December I little better but I was still fighting like hell to be “normal” again.  During this time thanks (in part) to my medicine I managed to pack on some serious weight.  My rheumy changed my meds and my PC told me to get off the gluten and January I hit a turning point (except for the strep throat).  I was getting to the gym on a regular basis, not pushing too hard, but happy to be back up and moving.  The beginning of this month I upped my game plan.  Every even day I would swim and odd days I would “run”, I would take one day off a week for recovery and I would try something new!  That new is my boxing and kickboxing, well tomorrow I am giving Zumba a shot, but I really love getting into a spat with the heavy bag!  It occurred to me that the heavy bag is lupus and every time I kick it or punch it I am showing lupus who the boss is!