Muay Thai, Fasting, and Laziness
Monday, as is my new custom, I went to do some Muay Thai in downtown Montreal. The class starts at 7 PM, and I am only able to break my fast at 6:46; meaning that I could not eat 2 hours in advance, or much of anything before class. In short, I was sustained by a combination of an Omelate Sandwich, a salad, and a glass of Orange Juice that I had at approximately 5:30 AM. I am not sure if the problem is how bad my cardio has become, but close to the end, when I had to chain my kicks with my punches, I nearly blacked out. In the end I could only do about 80% of what was done in the class, but I am pretty happy I managed to get through the day.
Although other people might have other ideas about it, I think it is shameful that I have so little energy despite having a desk job, and barely expending anything the rest of the day. If the Prophet and his companions could work on building mosques and the such during the harsh desert days, why is it that I cannot do a freaking Martial Arts class?
I really need to work harder. Even now my hands are shaking.
If you were smart you would buy the Muay Thai gym’s building and then rent it back out to them at an astronomical price. You better move fast before the price of the building becomes prohibitive. The market will only go up and soon couples won’t be able to afford $10,000,000,069 starter homes. This bubble is different from all the others; gains are permanent.
RE.Agent
September 26, 2006