I see him twice, or thrice, on a good week. All day, I think of him alone, anxious to get out of work and just hang out. When we are together, my heart goes crazy – I’m so happy and I feel like exploding. But the best thing about him is he makes me want to push harder, test my limits, and simply challenge me to become a better, stronger version of my pathetic, sickly self. It is truly incredible, and never have I thought such a relationship is possible. After all this time, here I am, so much in love with… Elorde Gym. 😆
Muay Thai training is all that occupies me these last months. I spend three, four hours drilling, sweating, and pretty much hurting myself in the process of learning this discipline. I cannot be any prouder of myself. It is not like I can kill someone already, but just having the ability to hurt someone, er, I mean protect myself and have a new skill is awesome. It boosts my confidence and makes me stronger, healthier.
Every time I go for a round, I get this rush that fills me with energy. I suffer and exhaust myself to hell but it is appropriate pain. I like it. Don Domeng teases me a lot, asking who is it I am training for and planning to maul one time. My father really… he knows me so well. 😉
However, I can’t say I run as much. All my strength and cardio is spent on Muay Thai I slack big time on running. I’m not saying I’m divorcing running altogether, but right now, I’m just so in love.
And yes, I’m reduced to one of those girls whose boyfriend is the gym. Not complaining.