Both of my Muay Thai classes were hard this week and my body is feeling it. On Tuesday our dojo Kyoshi taught. She hasn't instructed on the nights I go in a long time. It was great to have her! Her classes are deceptively hard. You're going along following her instruction but by the time you leave, you're whipped! Mr. Helen was my Sensei last night and holy I'm too fat for this, he killed us. He ended the class with us laying on our side then we had to lift up off the floor and do a roundhouse kick from the floor! By the time you get to black belt you're supposed to actually be able to lift yourself up so that you're actually on the ball of your foot that's on the floor while you kick with the other. I was lucky to get my hip up off the floor. The idea is to train so that if you're in a real fight and get knocked down, you can sweep the person's legs right from the ground. As I said to KCL Anderson, "Maybe in about 50 pounds I'll be able to get up like that but not right now!" Let me just say when I leave hard classes like the two I had this week, I'm very glad when I've made good choices in regards to eating.
In addition to the Muay Thai I've already run 15 miles this week and I'm looking to get another 5-6 over the weekend. I'd like to keep my base over the winter at 20 or so miles a week.
I believe that the true problem was my continuing stomach issues. On that day, for some reason, everything I ate (even though I was hungry) made me miserable. By dinnertime, I didn't even want to eat because I "felt" fat and uncomfortable. I ended up having a shot of Pepto as my dinner and going to bed fairly early.
But I was fascinated by the comments I got. Which now has me both leaving you with this thought and asking you?