After class, I was singing this song. True Story...
First of all, we don't wear the traditional uniforms of karate. I do however have to wear a uniform consisting of no shoes (someone should have told me this, I'd have gotten a pedi first....) gloves, black pants, and a bad-ass tshirt with the dojo name, and the words "MMA train like a champion" on the front and back. Heck. Yea.
I told my girlfriend, I'm totally wearing this out, it's a conversation starter!
The class, well they paired me up with a 13 year old. I was afraid to kick or punch him too hard, until the instructor had me hold the shield, and pounded my side a few times really good to show me that I can't hurt the kid. Did it hurt? Yea, a lil bit. But, it'll strengthen my core!
I even got so into it I got nauseus when we had to "kick our partner" across to the other side of the room and back, and then knee them to the ribs.
I was slow, and always forgot to block my head. And if I were in a real fight, tonight I'd be brain dead, I can't count the number of times the instructor came to "hit me in the head" to remind me I was open.
The round off of my fabulous experience with MMA is that me and my girlfriend are the only girls in the class. Yea. A sea of men that are bad-ass. (ok and some kids too...) Chances are high that I just may meet the future Mr. Me in my MMA class. Imagine the stories. "we fell in love after she kneed me to the ribs". And, if you are mad at them? Take it out in class!
Having been single for a while now, this is also a good way to get out any "frustrations" that may arise from, well, being single.
This is an all around fabulous addition to my life! I got a good workout, had fun, and I have a new goal! Breaking a board! Yes!
Don't eff with me people I'm training to be a Thai fighter!
1 comment:
Sounds like a wicked workout!
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