Hot, Hotter, Hottest…

Yesterday was hot. Like REALLY hot!!!

It seems that the Southern part of South Africa is experiencing a bit of a heat-wave. Usually when the temperature exceeds the norm, us muggles flock to the beach after work, find the nearest pool or take cover within a (well) air-conditioned building. Apparently I decided to ignore that memo!

At 16h15 yesterday afternoon when it was still about 38 degrees C, I headed out the door with my mat and water bottle, ready to brave the brutal heat of a Bikram yoga class. WHAT WAS I THINKING????!!! To be honest, when it was over and I’d had time to re-compose myself, I took a few breaths and realised I actually felt better and that my life wouldn’t be ending quite yet. Boy, was it HOTTTTTTTT !!!!!

You want to know the worst part though? Today is probably hotter than yesterday. I swear! But it didn’t stop me from getting out of bed at 5.30 for a morning gym session. Nope.

You see, I drew up an exercise schedule for the week- something I don’t normally do. They say that if you write stuff down in your calendar/diary, like making time to train or whatever it is that’s important to you- you’re more likely to stick to it. Turns out “they” are right!! And the sense of satisfaction and accomplishment that comes with it? They’re right about that too. It’s a really good way to keep yourself accountable and “on track”, especially if you’re like me and spent most of December horizontal on a piece of furniture with a bowl of Hershey’s Kisses at your side.

Am I painting a bad picture of myself?

Oh well, we all have our weaknesses

………… right?!

Do you ever make “schedules” for things that you would normally put off? Has it worked for you?


Get Fit The Boxer’s Way

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Vanessa and our instructor Jongi on the "rooftop gym"

There’s something a little out of the ordinary about being on the open rooftop of an inner city building in your workout clothes, a pair of boxing gloves at your feet and a big black man with biceps the sizes of wine barrels singing the words to Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.

Yesterday afternoon I joined my friends Vanessa and Ilze for a private boxing lesson-something I’ve been promising to do for ages. Having chatted to Vanessa about it for some time, I sort of knew what to expect…but I don’t think my arms did!

We met on the rooftop that adjoins popular Cape Town bar, Tjing Tjing. It was actually the perfect “outdoor gym”. A slight breeze helped in cooling us down throughout the workout and the open space enabled a large area to move around. And move around we did! 

After getting our hands and knuckles bound by our instructor, Jongi Kamko, we donned our gloves and got ready for action. It was at this stage of the session that I felt a small surge of adrenaline rush through my veins.

Jongi took me aside and explained some of the key techniques of boxing. Although a lot of people think that it’s easy to put on a pair of gloves and box, one really needs to be taught the right footing, arm movement and face protection if one wants to do it properly and get the best workout.

Ilze has been boxing for years, so it was no surprise to see her jabbing and moving and pounding away like a pro.

“Have you fought before?” asked Jongi looking at me. Fight? Me? All 5ft2 of me? I laughed.

“No”, I said “look at me, I’m a pathetically small”.

With that, he began to show me how to jab and throw a real punch.

“Power! Show me power!” he shouted.

“Pah…Pah…Pah” he urged me with each loud thwack that hit his blocking pads.

And so it went, moving and jabbing. Left-Right- Left-Right. One- Two- One-Two. Faster and faster. More jabs, this time eight in a row...pah-pah-pah-pah-pah-pah-pah-pah!

It may sound silly to say but once you get into the rhythm, it feels as if some other force has take over your body and strange kind of killer instinct emerges.

Sweat started to drip from my brow and I could feel the thumping in my chest. Boxing is serious cardio and some of the fittest athletes in the world happen to be boxers. Their endurance and strength is something to be revered.

We finished the session with some ab work- crunches and sit-ups, and then a few arm exercises which looked much easier than they were. We had to hold our arms out straight to the sides in line with our shoulders and flick our fingers in and out like ‘twinkling’ stars.

I don’t think I’ll be facing Baby Jake anytime soon -but after yesterday’s experience, boxing has very quickly made its way onto my list of new favourite workouts!

A bit about our instructor: Jongi, a world class boxer in his own right, runs a boxing school in Khayelitsha called Grassroots Boxing Academy where he coaches youngsters and infuses them with his passion for the sport. For lessons you can contact Jongi on 084 849 5147 (He’s really not as scary as he looks!!)


Treadmill Trippin’

If you missed my guest post on the Wellness Warehouse site last week-

Here it is!

xxx


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I.  Am.  Beat!

This week has taken it out of me and today has just escalated to a point where I just need to stop…Take a breath.  And collapse onto my couch (and stay there!)

Following a week full of exams (Mon-Fri), my brain feels like mush, but it doesn’t end there, because my body is also writhing in pain after recovering from an extremely demanding 6am session at Transfit.

 My word!

I must have been made to do about 500 burpees (no, make that 1000!) And it was only an hour! Imagine how Pat Farmer must be feeling every second of every day?!!!

If this man isn’t a true inspiration, then I don’t know what is!

Happy Friday !

 xxx