Might as Well Jump
Today's workout was good. I did some rope jumping. I used to love it. I'm getting my old form back again. I can jump for quite a while before I mess up or just get so winded I need to stop. I used to date this guy—when I was about 19 years old—who was really into boxing. He taught me how to really jump rope. It's all in the wrist, and when you jump, it's more like hopping. I don't know if that makes sense. You jump straight up and down—don't bend your knees too much and don't try to jump too high. One of these days, I'm going to get myself a video recorder so I can just show you what I mean. Anyway, I love it.
I did some strength training today as well. I think that workout goes a little too fast. Maybe I should bump it up.
The big thing today was I forgot my music. I left the MP3 player in my coat pocket, which I left hanging in my closet. I didn't want to wear a coat today because it's supposed to get warmer later. So I was without music. It wasn't too bad though. I made it through without too much suffering.
I have a crush on this guy at my gym. I can't say who. I'd die if he knew. Anyway, he's married. But is he ever nice to look at. Sigh.
I feel OK today. So at the moment, life is good.
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