Adam’s Cerebral Spillage

I’m absolutely knackered today.

I wish I could say it’s because I had this wild weekend and am still recuperating, but it’s nothing as glamorous or hedonistic as that. After training on Friday I was all geared up and ready for the local Rock Night, which is my favourite night out and I hadn’t been for the previous three months. Well, now we can make that four months. I had a frantic call as I finished training to tell me that the taps in the new bathroom had broken and that water was basically pissing out behind the bath, through the floor and down into the kitchen. Water was running off the light fittings (eek!), out of the extractor fan, and there were huge damp marks on the ceiling where the joists meet the plasterboard. That little disaster put paid to any thoughts of going out, so instead I got an early night.

It was a good idea on the face of it, the kickboxing class on Friday night had been pretty hard and even today I’m still feeling the ill effects of trying to lift someones bodyweight with my shoulders in a sit-up stylee. I got asked at late notice to help with a grading on Saturday afternoon – a second Dan grading at that. It’s very rare to get a chance to see what happens at a Dan grading, so I took the opportunity to help out and to have some of it treated as pre-grading tests for my own Dan grading in the winter. It was a bit of an eye-opener and I can’t say it’s made me want my turn to come any faster. It was reasonably tiring even for me for various reasons, but mostly for a lot of no-pads sparring. There wasn’t anything in the way of pulled punches that afternoon.

I only had a few hours to get my dobok washed, dried and ironed again before I was back at the dojang at Sunday lunchtime, this time for the Gup gradings. It was relatively small compared to previous events, but all of the tension and nervousness was still present. Everyone did admirably well, but with all of the sparring, the big lesson after and then teaching the kids’ class afterwards I’m feeling shattered today. I’d have given just about anything for another hour in bed this morning.

Tonight’s not going to help me much, as Mondays are by far the busiest and most hectic with dog agility and BJJ almost straight after work, and then getting home at 10pm. I am looking forward to dog agility though. Although there’s quite a bit of running about and the chance I’ll land on my ass in the middle of a cold field again, it makes Murph so happy it’s worth it. He gets all happy and squeaky when we get near the place, and the fact that I have a big bag of cheese in my pocket tends to do the trick too. I’m thankful this is only a four-day week for me this week, as I’m off to London to watch the Prizefighter tournament on Friday. I can’t wait to watch the bouts and to sit down and do nothing for a few hours. Sprott’s pulled out, but I still hope I get to see Williams and Harrison knock lumps out of one another.

What I’d do for forty winks about now…

Technorati Tags dog agility, grading, Prizefighter, tired

Last night I took myself along to the kickboxing class the club has started running in an effort to keep up with my promise to myself to get my cardio fitness better, and I’m not half feeling it today. Actually I think I’m feeling the effects of no training for the best part of three weeks, then training three days out of four. After Friday that figure will be up to five out of six and I think I’m really going to be needing Saturday to soak my weary bones. My parents gave us vouchers for the local spa so I think a trip there over the weekend to soak my aching bones is in order. It was a great class though, high intensity and hard work strength-wise too. My skipping seems to be getting better which is good, and somehow I was able to throw the hardest roundhouse kicks I’ve done in a long while. It was especially nice to see plenty of new faces there too.

As a direct result of all my fun and frolics I feel totally drained today, not mentally, but my muscles feel like they’re running on empty. A good lunch shortly will sort that out. I have an induction at the gym where we host our kickboxing and Friday evening classes tonight, which is nice and cheap and give me an extra reason to drag my ass out of the house. Unfortunately when i get home from that a mass clean-up of the house is on the cards, as we have an estate agent coming on Friday to value the house. We’ve seen a great place a few miles away and the builders are offering us part exchange on it. Fingers crossed!

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I had a lovely big post worked out here, detailing my minor annoyances and niggles and how they seem to bog me down, and typically Wordpress refused to save it and I lost nearly all of it…. someone up there is having a good giggle at my expense.

So instead here’s a good old-fashioned whinge.

I’m absolutely shattered today, I think it must be two pretty tough training sessions in three days combined with a lack of food. I’m on a bit of a healthy eating kick as Christmas is just around the corner now, and the likelihood of me being good over that holiday is slim at best! I’ve also set myself a goal of losing another stone before my next grading which is now only two and a half weeks away! Either way, I feel as weak as a kitten today, that same feeling you get after your first training session back after a bad illness. My knees, shoulder and elbow are hurting (the elbow’s my fault, hyperextending during punching drills – stupid!), and I managed to open my knuckle doing knuckle pushups last night.  Over the holidays though we’re encouraged – nay, ordered – to do nothing training related in order to give our bodies a chance to rest and repair themselves. It’s a nice treat and really helped last year. I only wish I had it now, I have a class on Friday, a Drew Neale Sparring seminar Sunday lunchtime, a class Sunday evening followed by an hour of extra sparring training.

*gulp*

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In about an hours time I’ll be starting my first session in over a week. I’m still knackered and have no energy whatsoever, but I’ve missed too many now and am starting to go stir-crazy! I have the feeling it’s going to absolutely kill me, especially because we have a fight squad training session directly after. On the plus side though, we get our new uniforms tonight too, the newly re-designed ones for the team. I know what they look like in theory, but to see them in the flesh is quite an exciting prospect.

I’m geed up for some sparring anyway, after the amazing fight between Calzaghe and Kessler last night. It was a brilliant techinical fight and I can’t wait to see how Calzaghe does when he steps up to light-heavyweight for his last year of fighting.

I’d better go and make sure I have everything I need for my impending exhaustion, plus the niece and nephew are coming around for fireworks in my absence, after the big local display was cancelled last night at the 11th hour due to some problem with the insurance apparently. Let’s hope I’m still able to make post number 5 tomorrow.

Technorati Tags boxing, calzaghe, new uniforms, tired