I found out at the end of last year that I have gallstones after two hideous attacks that left me crippled in agony and as weak as a kitten. One night the pain was that bad I ended up in my local A&E. Therefore with impending surgery on the horizon I’m in dire need to shift some weight and overall become a healthier, fitter person (better late than never eh?).
I already do kickboxing (I’ve got an orange belt – babysteps innit) but since I’ve moved house and due to my finishing times at work I’ve found it difficult to get back into the swing of it which is a shame really as I love it. It’s the only exercise I’ve ever did where not only have I sweated buckets and ached all over but more importantly I’ve enjoyed, plus learning to kick the shit out of any would be assailant is always a handy skill to know in my book. One of the things on my list to do this week is to rectify this so I can go back as I love the club I go to. The instructor and everyone who goes are top notch and super friendly.
Alongside this a friend started going to bootcamp sessions three times a week and invited me to tag along. I hate the cold so this didn’t sound appealing whatsoever but a month later and she’s looking a lot better for it and with advertising like that I decided to at least try it and went along last night. Frightened by the weather I had leggings on under my tracksuit bottoms and on my top half wore a vest, t-shirt, long sleeved t-shirt and a hoodie. When we arrived I was freezing and remained so until I had to start jogging around a huge field in the pitch dark.
It got worse from then on and then easier(ish). I did slowly warm up and I got to do some sparring which made me happy (and more determined to get back to kickboxing). The well earned long soak in attempts to warm up once I’d returned home was well worth too.
However I woke up this morning and deary me. I ache. My ankles, shoulders, and back all hurt. It’s that weird good hurt however that appeals to the masochist in me so yeah I do think I’ll go again because I feel, like anything, it’ll get better/easier the more I go. No idea if I can commit to it 3 times a week but going at least once a week has got to be better than not going at all.