I've had a few friends keep telling me I should try a combat class. Apparently it's fantastic. Best thing since sliced bread if you believe them.
I didn't believe them but figured I'd give it a go - just to shut my friends up you understand.
So there I was in my first exercise class for I don't know how long. Probably 10-15 years. And there were a lot of people in there, some were pretty scary looking if I'm honest.
And then we were off. An hour of what I can honestly say was the weirdest form of exercise I'd done before. I'm not a violent person by any means so to be told to imagine we're 'punching his head in' repeatedly, was a little alien to me. But I was there to give it a fair try, and I did.
My sense of rhythm isn't the greatest, but it's not the worst either. I concentrated on trying to keep up with the class for most of it - it was pretty fast paced. So I had no clue if I was supposed to be doing a jab, an upper cut, a cross, or something else entirely. But I kept moving, kind of in time to the rest of the class. And I was very hot at the end of it so I must've done something!
The next day, boy did my arms and shoulders hurt. So maybe I was putting more effort into it than I thought I was?
Maybe it does work after all. I think I shall have to try another class this week before I decide one way or the other. But I think I'll have to learn to become a bit more aggressive if I'm going to really get into this class
No comments:
Post a Comment