Fit Is The Goal

Before I get to the body of my post, hi all you new people! I really should be slightly more diligent about turning on my computer so that I can see what is going on here!

My head is throbbing and I’m horribly tired, otherwise I would try and write something deeply profound and welcoming, but for now, I’m just going to say in the morning I’m going to go through that list and pop a message in your ask. I’d do it now but you might just get bvngh which is what my forehead against my keyboard spells out.

So, while I’m slightly still conscious, in the last forty eight hours I’ve maybe stretched myself too far. Saturday, I woke up, cycled then swam. Goofed off the rest of that day but ended it with boxing, as the club I’m a part of tried to predict the matches with our own. I’m 185 lbs by the way, making me a cruiser weight, the class below heavy weight. My opponent last night was a guy weighing in at 215, he was the closest to my weight above me.

We went ten full rounds.

So, this morning, I got up late and went to brunch, sore and still tired. But for some crazy reason, afterwards I got pulled into a sword practice, a run, and then a weights workout.

I’m dying here.

So tomorrow is a rest day. I’m going to pass out right now, wake up obscenely late and just read all day.