Utter Shit

I went to a new kickboxing class last night.  It was way too Billy Blanks Tae bo or whatever for me.  A little too much with the jazzercise portion.  And no actual kicking.  You did leg movements that led you to sort of push the bag with your toes….WTF?  I wanna kick the crap outta something!  I LIKE the bruises all up and down my shins – it ain’t like I wear skirts all that often!

But I am sore.  Right now it is hurting around the outer arm/lower shoulder area, and the glutes and the back right between my shoulder blades.  A good hurt – not like the first time I went to the other class.  I feel like I am standing up straighter already.  And I am in a better mood – so I have to make working out a priority.

I took my measurements yesterday for the hell of it – I got in the habit in my late 20’s when I worked out with a trainer.  They measurements were good – for me, anyway.  I should be thrilled.  But I saw some pics of me from mid-Sept and I look like hell.  And I am sorta wondering if  it isn’t actually more clothing related.  Almost every thing is a little too big.  There are belt loops in danger of falling off of my jeans because I use them to haul the pants back up all day long.

But I am broke.