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Finally went for kickboxing today.

Been meaning and wanting to go back to training, but have just not gotten around to it till this evening. For serious, I'm ashamed to admit that it's been months and months.

It's sad, really. I truly, genuinely miss the good ol' days when I used to slave my being daily to those kicks and punches. Okay, okay, I admit, since I got hooked on futsal three-or-so years ago, I've sort of neglegted kickboxing. It's not for lessened passion for the latter, I promise you. It's just that, well, futsal allows me to be a competitor. It also gets along better with my unforgivingly irregular advertising hours, since on weekdays I usually only start playing at 10pm--as compared to an 8pm latest class for kickboxing.

Gotta tell you, though. I regret not keeping at least a twice weekly kickboxing session in my schedule. Because all those stamina that I used to have before, they're all gone now. Don't mean to sound too into meself, but I used to pack a mean punch and a nasty roundhouse. Top that off with me being somewhat of an Energiser bunny back then--people used to ask me "Don't you ever get tired? You've hardly broken a sweat while the rest of us are drenched!"

Sadly, now, all that's coming out of me is L-A-M-E. It's funny, because I do get belasah weekly by my futsal coach, doing what he calls fitness training. A more deserving term is "torture" 'cause trust me hey, it ain't no walk in the park. Imagine working all day, eating like a rabbit for dinner and getting drilled from 10pm till midnite. First ten to fifteen minutes, it's jogging round and round the pitch. Then it's sprints. Then it's technical stuff. Simple enough it sounds, yes, but imagine going back to basics, fine-tuning yourself and doing 45-60 minutes of repetitions before going into tacticals. Not pleasant, I kid you not.

Anyway, I slightly digress. I know I'm being hard on meself, since everyone knows that dengue does serious damage to your stamina, and it takes a minimum of 6-8 months to rebuild. That means I really gotta be more forgiving to meself and should only expect me body to be gettin' back to its condition as per pre-August'05 only in March'06 earliest. But still. Deep down I know darn well that dengue alone can't be held culpable. I know darn well that my upper body strength have plummeted, and that's got a lot to do with me not maintaining with my kickboxing classes.

Sigh. Time to rebuild my life. Hey, I'm not being a drama queen here. Since stamina is vital in sports, and sports is my life, won't you say that it's time I rebuilt it?

What am I on about again? Do please cut me some slack, as it is already past 3am. Hmmmmmmm... Bottom line here is: I vow to go for kickboxing at least twice weekly because then and only then will I get to regain the strength in both my lower- and upper-body, which is key in the rise of my stamina!

Also, I really should get enough rest nighly. Sleeping at 2++am and getting up at 8am is really not on for rebuilding my stamina either, innit. So here's another: I vow to get my daily shut-eye at 12.30am latest.

Good luck to me. And good night to you.