Delaney said it was a hard class tonight. With our big boxing gloves, we had a minimal warmup and then it was combinations back and forth all night. The kind of class I like, a good hard workout. I thought it was great, but to be honest, I wasn’t going all out. With sore legs I worked, but focused more on technique than speed and power.
And I was tired. Delaney and I lay in bed from 5-6, working on his essay. My eyes were tired, body tired, and I was tempted to skip it. But if I was skipping, I’d prefer to skip tomorrow and get through it tonight. Wed is usually a better class, and I’m glad we went.
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