I took my first boxing class this week, about 20 years too late, but I did it. I don’t know if I ever had a chance to be a good pugilist, but I suck at the drills that the good ones do.
Jump rope – My hot streak was about eight or nine. Speed bag – This was outright awful. Some teenager next to me was boxing this around like Sugar Ray Robinson, I hit my hand off the top of the speed bag frame three times. Heavy bag – I was supposed to punch this for 30 seconds straight; six total rounds. I looked like a T Rex by session five. In the midst of this, I was supposed to do 20 pushups. I did them girl style and hoped no one was looking.
Granted it was the first class, so I can only get better in theory. Then again, maybe I should take a ninja class or buy a stun gun. Sounds great, until I can’t lift my arms to fire the stun gun and get my ass kicked anyways.