I'm In Love!

No it's not what you think... have you guys not been reading all of my lovely posts about how all the good ones move to New Hampshire? No, this is about my love for boxing. Yes, boxing. My friend and I went to a class the other day and the first half totally kicked my ass with a combination of weights, push ups (umm...I couldn't get past five and the dude counted to like 40 or something, I just about died) and some cardio stuff. However, the second half was all about punching. Man, do I love punching stuff. Who knew?? Perhaps it just adds fuel to my angry little fire, but it seems like mostly it's a good way for me to get some aggression out...no, I wasn't picturing anyone in particular, well at least not the whole time. Plus! It is now two days later and I still feel like I can't move. Seriously. I hurt. A lot. So I think I'm going back Saturday! There were these girls in the ring and they were just beating the shit out of each other. It was kind of inspiring and scary at the same time. So we'll see how far I get--maybe it's just the initial novelty of it, but I am pretty sure I sort of love it. Yay!


I tried to superimpose my face on this chick but I couldn't figure out how to do it :(
That would have been funny....are those outfits really what they wear when they box? Those are kind of funny too.