Sorry, you're gonna hear about it anyway. I do this partly for myself, to help me remember what I've learned. I heard recently that if you repeat out loud (or in writing, i think that counts) something that you just learned, you're a lot more likely to remember it. So this is my class notebook today. A review of my mental notes. sweat bytes. whatever.
My goal: to fight 3 consecutive days this week.
which means, body combat tuesday at one gym, boxing fitness class wednesday at another gym, and another body combat class thursday at yet another gym.
i'm such a gym rat, junkie, roadie.
tuesday. body combat. same teacher, different gym.
My goal: to fight 3 consecutive days this week.
which means, body combat tuesday at one gym, boxing fitness class wednesday at another gym, and another body combat class thursday at yet another gym.
i'm such a gym rat, junkie, roadie.
tuesday. body combat. same teacher, different gym.
Body Combat 58, sneak peek:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FajIEsuGR4Y
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tBicL67l7Qg
Body Combat 58, list of all tracks, audio only:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?list=PLbvemDrNAUQRHFg4WKsPKDTgbPgyqQRE2&v=I1jh4_viaJ8&feature=player_detailpage
New release, body combat 58. tough choreo. still trying to get it all the moves down.
I love the above photo, looks like the muay thai track, the brawlers and knee-elbow thingys.
It's to the song, It's a Fight.
Robb's warning, "this muay thai track has lots of elbows, knees, brawlers, no time to breathe."
he's right. leaves me red-faced & breathless. perfect.
so many gems in this track, i may come back to it another time. still a blur in my mind with all the new stuff. breakin it down, step by step.
wanting to build up my stamina & endurance this week, so yesterday i dragged my achy body to the boxing gym. been too long since my last visit. but once i got into it, i was ready to kiss my gloves, felt so good to hit a bag again.
place was packed. typical january resolution people i guess. i went in with a quiet attitude of i'm here to pace myself, work on my form, not try to out-beast the person next to me.
was a good choice, as my baby-girl knuckles started complaining when i hit too hard. had to pull back, think about aiming those 2 middle knuckles at the nose, chin, lip, but not with full-out intensity like sometimes. tightening fist upon impact. guard up, shoulders roll forward, abs tight. focus. funny, our trainer chose It's a Fight song here, too, but she turned it off when she heard a few "choice" words come out, since there were some "youngens" in the room, some kids in the corner playing on their DSi's while their parents "worked".
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5AC1zPeYrgw
(enjoy the above clip, hopefully one of the links works..the trainer is duque, whom i dubbed "the donut man" in a previous post!)
one more video, just for fun: mitt training with trainer James..
this guy comes into my starbucks regularly for our cinnamon coffee cake. (where he puts all that cake i don't know, he's so skinny, he must stuff it in his socks or somethin, that's it..) at the gym he mostly does private training sessions plus he coaches the boxing "team" that practices several times a week. check it out..
(this looks so fun!!)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHZ3i5-isdA
<iframe width="640" height="390" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/XHZ3i5-isdA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>
oh speaking of starbucks...(another rabiit trail story, i know) last night there was this guy there with the most perfect, freshest black eye i've ever seen! (and i don't mean the coffee jargon variety of a "black eye", which is a cup of coffee with 2 shots of espresso added) this dude was scary-looking, too. shaggy shaggy hair tucked into a slouchy baseball cap.. and the really interesting part, was he was seated with a couple of older, clean-cut gentlemen at a table, on which a leather-bound bible sat between their cups of coffee. hmm. i recognized one of the clean cut gentlemen from some of the wednesday night church-looking folk that come in here regularly on wednesday nights, guess it's bible study night or something at starbucks. good place to meet, i might add. so i'm trying to get a good look at this dude's black eye without him catching me staring, or he might want to fight me, and then of course i'd have to give him another shiner on the other eye. so this whole goofy situation is making my wandering mind wonder, in its usual awe over how truth can be stranger than fiction.. how a scruffy guy with a fresh black eye ended up at starbucks with these rather polished church guys. and i'm thinking all kinds of churchy jokes, like maybe they literally banged his head with the bible, or i've heard of holy rollers but holy brawlers? or perhaps he was the resurrected Goliath the giant, given a second chance at life, to become a good giant, like the abdominal, er, i mean abominable snowman in the rudolph movie. ...while all the while balancing these thoughts with the possibility that some real life-changing moments were taking place over a black-eye coffee and the word of God. go figure.
anyway back to boxing class. interval work-out. jump rope warm-up, 5 minutes hitting and kicking the bags in various combinations, then 5 minutes strength training using only one's body weight. that meant, for example, a repeated sequence of v-sits, push-ups, burpees & squat jumps.
why the constant level changes? drill sergeant Michelle asks us.. answer: it builds stability. makes sense. in boxing and in life. you can't constantly be on a high level, emotionally. you need the lows, too, to balance you out.
loved the final ab work-out.. lying down with toes hooked underneath the heavy punching bag hanging down, then pull up to sitting position, grab the bag and "crawl" up it to a standing position, like you're hugging a huge teddy bear or 150-lb. human, back down, repeat.
Day 3- today- body combat again. a second chance at that new release with its tricky fast moves.
again loving the muay thai track best, the jab-cross-descending elbow strikes, brawlers, and this gallop forward, push your opponent first with your hands, then a big shove kick from the hip, lean back on it, throw your body weight into it..
big class again, Robb warns the new people that they will hate him tomorrow. gives them an idea of which muscles to expect to be on fire tomorrow. not what you'd expect, he says..and tells how he taught body pump for 5 years before teaching body combat and was surprised at the muscles it worked. he also mentions that he trained in martial arts since age 12. now that tidbit is enough to impress me a bit. I would definitely rather train under someone like that than to fight them. i love finding a good teacher.
cool down song...
i love some of these lyrics... (notice i said 'some', my conscience won't let me copy-paste all of them..just sayin..)
"Till I Collapse"
(feat. Nate Dogg)
New release, body combat 58. tough choreo. still trying to get it all the moves down.
I love the above photo, looks like the muay thai track, the brawlers and knee-elbow thingys.
It's to the song, It's a Fight.
Robb's warning, "this muay thai track has lots of elbows, knees, brawlers, no time to breathe."
he's right. leaves me red-faced & breathless. perfect.
so many gems in this track, i may come back to it another time. still a blur in my mind with all the new stuff. breakin it down, step by step.
wanting to build up my stamina & endurance this week, so yesterday i dragged my achy body to the boxing gym. been too long since my last visit. but once i got into it, i was ready to kiss my gloves, felt so good to hit a bag again.
place was packed. typical january resolution people i guess. i went in with a quiet attitude of i'm here to pace myself, work on my form, not try to out-beast the person next to me.
was a good choice, as my baby-girl knuckles started complaining when i hit too hard. had to pull back, think about aiming those 2 middle knuckles at the nose, chin, lip, but not with full-out intensity like sometimes. tightening fist upon impact. guard up, shoulders roll forward, abs tight. focus. funny, our trainer chose It's a Fight song here, too, but she turned it off when she heard a few "choice" words come out, since there were some "youngens" in the room, some kids in the corner playing on their DSi's while their parents "worked".
<iframe width="640" height="390" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/5AC1zPeYrgw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5AC1zPeYrgw
(enjoy the above clip, hopefully one of the links works..the trainer is duque, whom i dubbed "the donut man" in a previous post!)
one more video, just for fun: mitt training with trainer James..
this guy comes into my starbucks regularly for our cinnamon coffee cake. (where he puts all that cake i don't know, he's so skinny, he must stuff it in his socks or somethin, that's it..) at the gym he mostly does private training sessions plus he coaches the boxing "team" that practices several times a week. check it out..
(this looks so fun!!)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XHZ3i5-isdA
<iframe width="640" height="390" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/XHZ3i5-isdA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>
oh speaking of starbucks...(another rabiit trail story, i know) last night there was this guy there with the most perfect, freshest black eye i've ever seen! (and i don't mean the coffee jargon variety of a "black eye", which is a cup of coffee with 2 shots of espresso added) this dude was scary-looking, too. shaggy shaggy hair tucked into a slouchy baseball cap.. and the really interesting part, was he was seated with a couple of older, clean-cut gentlemen at a table, on which a leather-bound bible sat between their cups of coffee. hmm. i recognized one of the clean cut gentlemen from some of the wednesday night church-looking folk that come in here regularly on wednesday nights, guess it's bible study night or something at starbucks. good place to meet, i might add. so i'm trying to get a good look at this dude's black eye without him catching me staring, or he might want to fight me, and then of course i'd have to give him another shiner on the other eye. so this whole goofy situation is making my wandering mind wonder, in its usual awe over how truth can be stranger than fiction.. how a scruffy guy with a fresh black eye ended up at starbucks with these rather polished church guys. and i'm thinking all kinds of churchy jokes, like maybe they literally banged his head with the bible, or i've heard of holy rollers but holy brawlers? or perhaps he was the resurrected Goliath the giant, given a second chance at life, to become a good giant, like the abdominal, er, i mean abominable snowman in the rudolph movie. ...while all the while balancing these thoughts with the possibility that some real life-changing moments were taking place over a black-eye coffee and the word of God. go figure.
anyway back to boxing class. interval work-out. jump rope warm-up, 5 minutes hitting and kicking the bags in various combinations, then 5 minutes strength training using only one's body weight. that meant, for example, a repeated sequence of v-sits, push-ups, burpees & squat jumps.
why the constant level changes? drill sergeant Michelle asks us.. answer: it builds stability. makes sense. in boxing and in life. you can't constantly be on a high level, emotionally. you need the lows, too, to balance you out.
loved the final ab work-out.. lying down with toes hooked underneath the heavy punching bag hanging down, then pull up to sitting position, grab the bag and "crawl" up it to a standing position, like you're hugging a huge teddy bear or 150-lb. human, back down, repeat.
Day 3- today- body combat again. a second chance at that new release with its tricky fast moves.
again loving the muay thai track best, the jab-cross-descending elbow strikes, brawlers, and this gallop forward, push your opponent first with your hands, then a big shove kick from the hip, lean back on it, throw your body weight into it..
big class again, Robb warns the new people that they will hate him tomorrow. gives them an idea of which muscles to expect to be on fire tomorrow. not what you'd expect, he says..and tells how he taught body pump for 5 years before teaching body combat and was surprised at the muscles it worked. he also mentions that he trained in martial arts since age 12. now that tidbit is enough to impress me a bit. I would definitely rather train under someone like that than to fight them. i love finding a good teacher.
cool down song...
i love some of these lyrics... (notice i said 'some', my conscience won't let me copy-paste all of them..just sayin..)
"Till I Collapse"
(feat. Nate Dogg)
[Intro:]
'Cause sometimes you just feel tired,
Feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
And just pull that **** out of you and get that motivation to not give up
And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps.
I'ma rip this **** till my bone collapse.
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps.
I'ma rip this **** till my bone collapse.
[Verse #2:]
Music is like magic there’s a certain feeling you get when you're real...
'Cause sometimes you just feel tired,
Feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
And just pull that **** out of you and get that motivation to not give up
And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.
[Chorus - NateDogg]
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps.
I'ma rip this **** till my bone collapse.
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can’t shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps.
I'ma rip this **** till my bone collapse.
[Verse #2:]
Music is like magic there’s a certain feeling you get when you're real...
...and that's a good place to stop, thank you eminen & nate dogg..
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after body combat, body flow. haven't done that wonderful flowing class of tai chi, yoga & pilates for awhile, so it was great to get stretched out again. even did the splits in one part, haven't done that since we did the flying splits in high school dance team. that was fun, while enjoying some new tunes, like one entitled lego house. likin it.
so that's my review of my workouts for the week. i know, someday maybe i'll have more of a life to report on than what goes on at the gym. or else the courage to report on what goes on in my head at the gym. that's where my thoughts flow.
congrats for reaching the bottom of all this. class notes. that's all. ;-)
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