Becky and I have been talking about trying a kickboxing class forever, but for one reason or another, we never ever made it to one. Until tonight, that is. Holy moly, what a good workout! She and I both exercise pretty regularly – Becky way more so than me to be fair – and we both struggled to keep up with the instructor. Now, the woman tonight was a sub for the usual guy, so I don’t know what the class will be like next week. We will most definitely go back for more though. I guess this is why they say you should keep changing your exercise routine. I think I’ve discovered new sets of muscles that I’ve never used before.

One of the people on my team at work had been to this kick boxing class, and she told me it didn’t involve much cardio. Right. The class started off with five straight minutes of jumping rope. I’m sure it will come as no surprise to anyone to learn that I can’t actually jump rope. That requires WAY more coordination than I have. I had to put the rope down and pretend. Whatever. Plenty of other people got tangled up in the rope, so I think I did more reps in than they did. Then we had to do this fast shuffle in a big circle while jabbing with three pound weights. For some reason, I kept ending up next to the instructor, who could shuffle way faster than I could. And then going in a circle made me dizzy. Yes, I’m a model of fitness. Apparently jogging around the outside of the circle is also acceptable, so I did that when I got too dizzy. There was also kicking and punching (naturally) and balancing on a big ball, and lunging and kicking and this thing where Becky had to run while dragging me and then I had to run while dragging her.

At one point, the teacher looked over at us and said “You two are kind of quiet. Are you getting a good workout” as we stood there, red faced with sweat pouring off our bodies, looking at her like she was insane. New rule for any class that may require partner work, as this one did. Make sure you have a friend with you, or you could end up sweating all over some stranger. And being sweated on by them, too. I thought I did ok at the kicking (probably due to all of those years of ballet) but less good with the punching. The abs section at the end was also killer, and I think I have pretty decent core strength. Not decent enough!

Still, I love a good workout. I know, when the hell did I turn into that person? Let’s all just hope I can walk tomorrow!

Posted by Bad Penguin at August 6, 2008 10:57 PM

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