I so didn't want to workout yesterday. I was tired and miserable thanks to dear ole TOM. I told myself I would not let that time of the month get me off track which it tends to do b/c of how bad I feel. I went in and told my trainer I did not feel well I don't think he heard me the workout was as hard as ever. We did some boxing and he was "kind" enough to allow me to sit on the base of the punching bag and push him from one side of the room to the other *insert gas face here* it was a hard workout.
Anyway there was a class going on as I was being tortured I mean trained and the teacher started saying "Watch out there's Laila Ali!" I was swinging kinda hard I think Charles got a little scared I'd stop aiming for the gloves. I was tempted....lol
I have a new respect for boxers my back, shoulders, arms, are screaming at me right now! Whew!