Well, my kickboxing continues. I am actually doing some kicks with a little bit of power now. AND I am running more and more. That is hard for me, but it will get better with time. I hope!
I have been running (walking when I have to catch my breath) 1.5 miles in addition to some shorter and faster sprints. Some days I think he is trying to kill me, but I trust he knows how far to push me.
I am getting stronger. I like the way that feels. Makes me remember the sense of accomplishment I felt when I finally started getting stronger emotionally after the yuck of my divorce. There are great leaps and then minor setbacks. But overall the “chart” shows progress. That emotional growth is an ongoing process…the physical is too.
I have lost 51 pounds now. Wow. I’m almost out of clothes to wear! I had kept some of my smaller clothes from the past (thank goodness) but the smallest size I have is just about to be too big. I will have to go get a few things I guess. I just hate buying too much because I don’t plan on being THIS size for too long. I had to go get some smaller workout clothes…it is embarrassing when your pants start slipping down during class, and you have on boxing gloves and can’t pull them back up easily!
This has been such a fun adventure! I look forward to seeing what marvels God does with this~

