| The sweat was actually dripping off my nose and | | | | smaller waistline. |
| forming a little pool of desperation on the hard, black | | | | My training parter looked to be a decade younger, and |
| dojo mat. I could feel my lungs burning like a million tiny | | | | in roughly the same horrible physical condition as me. |
| midgets were inside them at a Metallica concert and | | | | He was holding muay thai kickboxing pads around |
| waving their lighters at the end of a blistering guitar | | | | waist high. I feebly kicked the pads 10 times with my |
| solo. | | | | right leg, then switched to 10 with my even more |
| I could tell I was pushing my body to its limit. Anytime I | | | | pathetic left leg, then I moaned through 10 knucklepush |
| am nearing my aerobic maximum my perception of | | | | ups, then 10 hill climbers then 10 jumping squats, then 10 |
| the world collapses. Everything becomes two | | | | burpees...burpees, good old burpees. Then I dimly |
| dimensional. My eyes lose the ability to see vivid colors, | | | | remember smiling as I thought I was done...instead of |
| and my ears stop sensing the space around me. All | | | | switching places, the instructor, Kru Evil, made me do it |
| you can hear is your own labored breathing, the | | | | again...and again...and again. |
| rhythmic pounding of your own heart and a screaming | | | | Was this kickboxing workout the most difficult workout |
| innner voice that is crying for you to stop the insanity | | | | of my life? Not sure...I can barely remember it. All I |
| and find a donut shop! | | | | know is I felt amazing at the end of class. Exhausted, |
| I was at my third Aerobic Kickboxing Workout class at | | | | drenched but with a strange feeling of euphoria. I'll be |
| my gym. I'm a recovering couch potato desperately | | | | back in 3 days to do it all again! |
| searching for a chance at redemption, or at least a | | | | |