Since I promised Dimples that I'd do tae kwon do classes with her, it basically meant that I'd put my body through bodily harm just in the name of friendship.
I thought it was time to reassess my friendship with her if she's willing to put me through a lot of physical pain.
But feeling something again, even if it was searing pain made me feel alive. We had to do ten situps, ten push ups and a lot of jumping around.
If you think it seems a bit upbeat, try putting it together with blocks, punches, stances and kicks.
The endorphins kicked in half an hour after we started and we ended up laughing everytime we messed up our kicks or our punches.
"Nikki, you have to kick harder."
"Right, I'll just imagine *someone's name*'s head on the pad."
Of course after I said that, my kicks became harder and I became better.
What are the odds, eh?
Sweating and huffing and puffing made me feel happy and strong and I felt like I can conquer anything.
This morning though, the Red Bitch arrived for her monthly visits. My body was so sore and the cramps didn't help either.
I guess Xena has off-days too.
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