Back to Martial Arts

I've had to miss martial arts class much of this week.

Tonight I was back - kicking, punching, throwing people on the mat, being thrown. The sweat was pouring, my brain was working at full capacity, and my muscles and joints were begging for mercy.

I loved every second of it. I vowed to make it a high priority again.

Everything works better when I'm exercising.

But not just any exercise. Noooo - it has to be heart-pounding, adrenaline-pumping, using-every-cell-of-my-body-and-brain-just-to-keep-up kind of exercise.

Preferably with shouting.

I had a brief moment when the class was doing an intense form of push-ups and I worried about my tennis elbow.

Brain to Elbow: "You're about 1/300 of this body. The rest of us benefit from this. Suck it up."

The Brain tells it like it is.

Elbow got a beer and some ice later to help it relax. Everyone's happy.

Happy brain chemistry, happy body that still fits in the skinny-person jeans purchased LAST November, happy muscles I didn't know I had...

Happy Me.

Feeling strong and healthy and beautiful.

:-D