It's amazing the things you get to see at the gym...... The beginning of lifelong friendships between fellow men and women........ The kind hearted spirit of the Thai people who seem to be happier than most people I have ever met yet lead a very simple material existence than what I have been moulded into thinking I should be leading....... The generosity of time, care and attention that strangers give to complete strangers......... People pushing themselves to new heights of personal physical and mental achievement......... The smiles that come from striving to achieve and just believing....... The satisfaction that people visibly achieve by breaking down these invisible personal barriers that we all seem to have developed...... The positive state of body and mind that is being created............. (I'm getting all Harri Krishna here aren't I?).......And today I saw the stars - yes Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie started at the gym, can you believe it...... I'm so not becoming Hari Krishna as they don't tell white lies do they....... What I meant to say is - And today I saw the stars, in front of my eyes and realised that I had overcooked it a bit. Had to take time out. Felt dizzy. I'd hit the wall - metaphorically speaking. I was throwing aimless weak punches like I imagine Alan Carr would if he ever had a fight with a, erm, door to door bagel salesman.... He'd never have a fight, actually, maybe I should say Phillip Schofield and not a bagel salesman? Does it really matter? Oh God, I'm shutting up.
So another lesson has been learnt. I managed to stop myself from over doing it, or did I learn that one yesterday? Or did I under do it yesterday?
In five days I have done 25 hours of training, have lost 2.5 kilo's of weight and I needed a rest. So wisely I decided to step out of the ring and take the last hour of session two of the day off.
Some might say (cue Oasis) that this was down to the fact that the last hour of training on Friday is sparring time, the truth of the matter is that I was genuinely seeing the stars and that being in a Muay Thai ring is no place to be when you can't see straight.... a bit like Alan Carr... Ba Booom!
My mum would probably say that I should never set foot inside a Muay Thai ring...... That's mum's for you hey, you've gotta love and look after your mum, that's one thing that I have learnt over the years that's for sure. What I'm also starting to realise though, is that in order to do that, in fact do anything properly, you really do need to look after and love yourself.
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