I just spent the weekend at Emazon Central with a group of fantastic women.
The weekend started with a bootcamp on a very, very steep hill - yucko! Not fun at all. It was good when it was over, and glad that I did it, but very hard during.
The remainder of the weekend was spent with Emma and Mark at Emazon Central. Those of us who have participated in Stand Your Ground courses before had a refresher of our fighting strikes, while the "newbies" learnt the basics from Emma.
The whole weekend really kind of merges into itself and I can't remember which things happened on what days.
I do remember being the most affected on the Saturday. I finally released. I finally had a good cry about my Dad. I won't go into the nitty gritty cause it's all still so raw, but I am confident that I have learnt the skills to deal with these emotions and cope with the grief. Now, I just need to be consistent.
I have come away from the weekend physically and emotionally drained. I only have 3 knuckles that aren't split, I have bruises on my shins from my roundhouse kicks, bruises on my elbows from elbowing the bags and bruises on my knees from kneeing the pads.
Basically I am bruised inside and outside.
I felt so vague today, really doey and weird. I really wish the whole weekend had been video taped so that I can go back and watch what had happened so I can remember all we were taught. I guess I just need time to process it all.
Managed to take some progress shots today, even though I didn't feel like it. BUT, i've made a commitment to doing it once a month and it's due today :)
I'm pleased with my progress, I can really start to see the difference in my shoulders/chest/upper abs/back.............now just for my stoopid butt and legs to catch up!!!!! Grrrrrrrrrr
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