My mom can beat up your mom

Last week, my son and I walked into the L.A. Boxing gym near our house (the location in Rancho Penasquitos) for our first boxing class. We got there early to get our membership started.

The manager, Chris, gave us a tour of the facility, we checked out the boxing ring, treadmills, weight room and rows and rows of punching bags. Chris was kind enough to wrap my hands for me and got me ready for an hour of hard-core training. The instructors made me and my son feel very welcome and the music provided the perfect atmosphere to get through the workout without even looking at the clock.

My class started before my son’s so he watched as I started the vigorous routine of push-ups, running, jumping jacks, boxing and of course lifting with small weights.

When the children’s class started 15 minutes later, I was able to see my son in the mirror, as he began his own routine. I admired how focused he was the entire time, grinning like the Cheshire cat as he punched the instructor’s mitts and ducking and weaving along with the others.

We both had a great experience. My son had a blast, I worked up a sweat and we’re both looking forward to future classes. We will be going twice a week for the next month, boosting our energy and increasing our stamina, strength and confidence along the way.

I was incredibly sore the following day, but it was a good feeling, knowing that the one-hour routine worked every single muscle in my body, got my heart racing and left me feeling ready to kick some serious ass afterward.

The fact that my son can now beat me up is just one of the benefits of the class. The fact that we are both feeling more confident, in shape and getting fit for the summer is of course the greatest benefit of all. I didn’t weigh myself before our first session, but I have no doubt that after a full month of training, I will be much more prepared for bathing suit season.

Happy Healthy Hip Parenting
Peace Begins in the Home

About these ads

3 responses to this post.

  1. [...] I was exhausted last month, one of the reasons why I didn’t write very much, and was extremely emotional. I would burst into tears at the cheesiest commercials, but I didn’t put all the pieces together until I started noticing my round little belly that wasn’t going away after a month of boxing classes. [...]

    Reply

  2. [...] I was exhausted last month, one of the reasons why I didn’t write very much, and was extremely emotional. I would burst into tears at the cheesiest commercials, but I didn’t put all the pieces together until I started noticing my round little belly that wasn’t going away after a month of boxing classes. [...]

    Reply

  3. [...] My mom can beat up your mom – Coming up with clever titles always amuses me. This post is about me getting in shape thanks to  LA Boxing. Hopefully, I can get back into kickboxing once the baby is a little older. It was the greatest workout I’ve ever experienced. [...]

    Reply

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 63 other followers

%d bloggers like this: