BrandonLucas
3rd Black Belt
Last night was sparring class. Normally I love sparring class...we do more physical drills and, of course, spar.
Tuesday night I was so pumped up for Wednesday night class that I almost couldn't sleep. My mind was telling me to get up at 11:30 at night to work out on my heavy bag, even though I knew I had to wake up at 5:30am to go to work.
Well, all day yesterday I was ready for class. I was pumped about it all day at work, and was going through my mind the new things I wanted to try in sparring matches. But once I got home from work, that little button in my brain that had me so pumped just turned off. I tried to stretch at home to get myself motivated to go, but only succeeded in getting a good stretch.
I got to class and we started going through our regular block/punch and block/kick drills, and it felt like my body was underwater. I even started falling way behind...I was just finishing up the combo when our instructor was calling for the next repitition, and usually, I have enough time to reset my stance.
My kicks were terrible. I've been having problems with kicking above my waist with side and round kicks, but last night was worse than usual. My kicks were slow, my hips wouldn't rotate all the way over, and I couldn't do the multiple kicks at all.
My punches were horrid. I normally have pretty fast hands, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get my punches to have any speed or force at all.
So then, when we sparred, I did even worse. My reaction time was so bad that nothing landed all night that I tried to either counter with or attack with. Normally, I pride myself on my defense. It's like my bread and butter. I block with alot of force, and normally, not a whole lot gets past me. But last night, I was getting torn up by everything.
I couldn't close my guard in at all. The more I tried to hold my arms in to guard my midsection, the more restricted I felt, so I would try to relax my guard slightly, and would get hit in the midsection just about every time. And kicks to the head, which hardly ever get through my guard, were hitting me from all angles. It was like I was watching myself get torn apart...my mind knew what I had to do, but my body just refused to respond.
After class, I finally realized why. I'm fat and out of shape. I've lived in almost a state of denial for the last few years, but I guess I was forced to come to terms with it last night at class.
I'm 26 years old, 6'1", 310 lbs, and I have a 44"-46" waist. I have a gut and love handles that prevent me from bending completely at the waist as far as I should be able to. It also prevents me from kicking side and round kicks effectively.
I think, beyond the obvious problem, that my other issue is that my mind is still expecting me to act like I used to when I was in shape. When I was 18, I was 6', 217 lbs, and had a 36" waist. I was in great shape. I guess my body got used to me doing physical activity at that size, and that's how my mind has viewed my body this whole time.
Usually, when I start trying to lose weight, I'll start trying my own diet or exercise routine, but I won't stick with it. I haven't been able to find out what would work for me, and I find myself being hungry alot, and not being able to curb my appetite.
Well, I've scheduled an appointment with a dietitician for January 13th and a phsysician on December 23rd to do something about this. I'm going to try to have some kind of diet plan started, and try to get some kind of prescription to help curb my appetite and help burn the calories off. I'm more determined now...more than ever before...to lose this weight and get back into the shape I used to be in.
I want to be able to do the things I used to when I was in shape...I want to look like I did when I first started dating my wife...and, most importantly to me, I want to be in good enough shape to keep up with my twin daughters that we're expecting in March. I don't want them to have a dad that they're embarrassed to be seen with...I want them to be proud of me.
So, enough about me. Does anyone else have a success story that they can share to help motivate me or anyone else out there that is trying to do the same thing?
Tuesday night I was so pumped up for Wednesday night class that I almost couldn't sleep. My mind was telling me to get up at 11:30 at night to work out on my heavy bag, even though I knew I had to wake up at 5:30am to go to work.
Well, all day yesterday I was ready for class. I was pumped about it all day at work, and was going through my mind the new things I wanted to try in sparring matches. But once I got home from work, that little button in my brain that had me so pumped just turned off. I tried to stretch at home to get myself motivated to go, but only succeeded in getting a good stretch.
I got to class and we started going through our regular block/punch and block/kick drills, and it felt like my body was underwater. I even started falling way behind...I was just finishing up the combo when our instructor was calling for the next repitition, and usually, I have enough time to reset my stance.
My kicks were terrible. I've been having problems with kicking above my waist with side and round kicks, but last night was worse than usual. My kicks were slow, my hips wouldn't rotate all the way over, and I couldn't do the multiple kicks at all.
My punches were horrid. I normally have pretty fast hands, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get my punches to have any speed or force at all.
So then, when we sparred, I did even worse. My reaction time was so bad that nothing landed all night that I tried to either counter with or attack with. Normally, I pride myself on my defense. It's like my bread and butter. I block with alot of force, and normally, not a whole lot gets past me. But last night, I was getting torn up by everything.
I couldn't close my guard in at all. The more I tried to hold my arms in to guard my midsection, the more restricted I felt, so I would try to relax my guard slightly, and would get hit in the midsection just about every time. And kicks to the head, which hardly ever get through my guard, were hitting me from all angles. It was like I was watching myself get torn apart...my mind knew what I had to do, but my body just refused to respond.
After class, I finally realized why. I'm fat and out of shape. I've lived in almost a state of denial for the last few years, but I guess I was forced to come to terms with it last night at class.
I'm 26 years old, 6'1", 310 lbs, and I have a 44"-46" waist. I have a gut and love handles that prevent me from bending completely at the waist as far as I should be able to. It also prevents me from kicking side and round kicks effectively.
I think, beyond the obvious problem, that my other issue is that my mind is still expecting me to act like I used to when I was in shape. When I was 18, I was 6', 217 lbs, and had a 36" waist. I was in great shape. I guess my body got used to me doing physical activity at that size, and that's how my mind has viewed my body this whole time.
Usually, when I start trying to lose weight, I'll start trying my own diet or exercise routine, but I won't stick with it. I haven't been able to find out what would work for me, and I find myself being hungry alot, and not being able to curb my appetite.
Well, I've scheduled an appointment with a dietitician for January 13th and a phsysician on December 23rd to do something about this. I'm going to try to have some kind of diet plan started, and try to get some kind of prescription to help curb my appetite and help burn the calories off. I'm more determined now...more than ever before...to lose this weight and get back into the shape I used to be in.
I want to be able to do the things I used to when I was in shape...I want to look like I did when I first started dating my wife...and, most importantly to me, I want to be in good enough shape to keep up with my twin daughters that we're expecting in March. I don't want them to have a dad that they're embarrassed to be seen with...I want them to be proud of me.
So, enough about me. Does anyone else have a success story that they can share to help motivate me or anyone else out there that is trying to do the same thing?