Tuesday, April 24, 2012

feeling tall

For the last few months, Saturday mornings have found me learning something new. I am a fair weather runner. I don't usually run in the rain or the snow. I don't run when it's too hot. And when I run in April, I wind up sick. My allergies flare up the first week of April ever year, and it's all over. 


I don't like treadmills, and have never motivated myself enough to get to a gym. But then someone I knew started to teach a boxing class. 


Now, I have said countless times that I need a punching bag for when I'm upset or frustrated, so I jumped at the chance to learn about boxing and get my exercise in at the same time. 


Anytime I learn something new, I feel strange at first. Awkward and insecure. I was sore for days after my first lesson. But I haven't given up. And it feels good to get up and have somewhere to go on Saturday morning. To start the weekend full of energy. It's been a few months since I started. Now, when I walk out the doors, sweaty and tired, I feel taller. Often still sore. But somehow tall. And for someone who is only 5'4'', that's saying something. 

4 comments:

  1. Wait, you're only 5'4"? Are you sure?

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    1. Oh the memories! This cracked me up. Thanks for the laugh.

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    2. I seriously did a double take to make sure I read that right. You're an Amazon Shelby!

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    3. It happened again. Someone asked me if I was 5'7". How is this possible?

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