Day 414
1 week of pigging out in Perth = FAT. I feel fat, not just feel, I know I'm fat. Hate it when you try on clothes and you feel tight in your usual size, worse, you can't fit into them anymore!
Of course, it's always a struggle to drag myself out of the house to go for the exercise class, especially when it's cold. But I'm glad I went for the Body Combat class today. I enjoyed myself, it's like the kickboxing classes that I used to go, just minus the fun. I used to have this great kickboxing instructor and he was the one who got me hooked on kickboxing but he left and KB was never the same again. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that he's muscular, humourous, rides a bike and has this bad boy attitude. Who can resist a bad boy, right? Anyway, Body Combat is surprisingly less tiring when compared to Body Attack or even Body Step. I still sweat buckets but I'm not sure if my whole body got a good workout, probably only my arms. Still, this shall be one of my regular class! :)
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