I fucked up a tendon in my left elbow last week. My IT band in my right leg still gets cranky and I'm sometimes afraid to throw a right roundhouse kick with 100% power.
I'm annoyed that I have another injury.....I guess I should realize that even though I'm crazy strong, there's only so much weight my body is willing and able to handle. 35 lbs of solid steel moving at high velocity is fun, but my elbows are really not happy with me. I guess I'll have to lay off of the kettlebels fr a bit and it's quite likely it's a sign of me overtraining....I've been persistently tired and sore for the last 2 weeks.
It's frustrating because the mind is wililng to go go go go go but the body is not.
Last night was drunken shenanigans with the Philly Cool Hearts girl posse Muay Thai chicks. It was fun although I don't really enjoy getting drunk. They're cool but they're not quite like the ladies in NY. Damn do I miss them.
I still hate Philly. I'm still homesick. I still have no idea what I'm doing at work. This week was weird and the vibes were all off. My parents have been annoying and abusive about the apartment issue. Yes, I made a stupid mistake and I'm getting screwed, but I don't need everyone in my family yelling at me and calling me a fuck up about it. They're assholes. My sister is an asshole. My ex girlfriend is an asshole. People are generally assholes. I am just not happy. The only time I've been hapy is on y trips back to NY.
Rigel got back from Thailand so training should be interesting. The only thing is my arm is fucked up so I don't know how I'm going to be able to train like how he wants us to. I wish I were 100% so I could train like I'm ging to fight. I want to take private lessons with him so I can get better. But I am hesitant to punch because my arm is messed up. Bah. I was frustrated with having to pull my punches today and I wasn't moving very well. I gues that's what few days off from punching and kicking people does to a person.
Not much else...watching Wolf Creek.
I'm annoyed that I have another injury.....I guess I should realize that even though I'm crazy strong, there's only so much weight my body is willing and able to handle. 35 lbs of solid steel moving at high velocity is fun, but my elbows are really not happy with me. I guess I'll have to lay off of the kettlebels fr a bit and it's quite likely it's a sign of me overtraining....I've been persistently tired and sore for the last 2 weeks.
It's frustrating because the mind is wililng to go go go go go but the body is not.
Last night was drunken shenanigans with the Philly Cool Hearts girl posse Muay Thai chicks. It was fun although I don't really enjoy getting drunk. They're cool but they're not quite like the ladies in NY. Damn do I miss them.
I still hate Philly. I'm still homesick. I still have no idea what I'm doing at work. This week was weird and the vibes were all off. My parents have been annoying and abusive about the apartment issue. Yes, I made a stupid mistake and I'm getting screwed, but I don't need everyone in my family yelling at me and calling me a fuck up about it. They're assholes. My sister is an asshole. My ex girlfriend is an asshole. People are generally assholes. I am just not happy. The only time I've been hapy is on y trips back to NY.
Rigel got back from Thailand so training should be interesting. The only thing is my arm is fucked up so I don't know how I'm going to be able to train like how he wants us to. I wish I were 100% so I could train like I'm ging to fight. I want to take private lessons with him so I can get better. But I am hesitant to punch because my arm is messed up. Bah. I was frustrated with having to pull my punches today and I wasn't moving very well. I gues that's what few days off from punching and kicking people does to a person.
Not much else...watching Wolf Creek.
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No probs about the dvd's....time does tend to fly as life gets in the way, but anytime you need/want/would like anything, I am there to help.
Take care
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