Cardio Kickboxing. A new religion
In the fall of 2003, my wife became interested in kickboxing at a local private instructor facility in town. Having lost my strong physique over several years of comfortable married home life I decided to attend a class with her to see what this was all about.
One night we stopped by and watched a class. It was not your typical cardio kick boxing class. There was the regular workout but also an added flair of martial arts and inner peace with ones body. I thought it would be fun but I was feeling as though I had gone to far down the road to recover from the land of the couch potato. My wife encouraged me to try, and I was pleasantly surprised by how well I could do it. The first few visits took a toll on me, but shortly I began to feel the muscle strengthen all over once again.
Soon I was addicted. I started attending 3 nights a week, and began a self-evaluation of all the junk I was eating. I changed that too. I went cold turkey. I decided if it was prepackaged, wrapped in sugar, or just taste good it was bad for me on the inside. I started a strict diet of only eating organically grown foods - meaning “real food”, no meat, only fish and chicken and loads of tasteless fiber. No more soda, sweet drinks, pizza, and the mother of all bad foods packaged microwave treats. Oh, one simple trick I learned, never eat a meal larger than your fist, but if you must, don’t clean the plate. Leave something for the fat rats at the local dump.
I definitely feel younger now and know that I’m in much better shape than I’ve ever been in years. I am now more confident, full of energy and stronger.
I’ve been attending as a religion for 4 years now (as of this writing) and during that time I have lost 35-lbs of fat and went from a tight 34-inch waist to a loose 31-inch waist.
It’s a nice feeling knowing you can finally fit into all those jeans in the back of the closet once again.
