As much as going back to work freaked me out a little bit, I can't believe how happy I am to be back. The normal bedtimes and wake-up times, the routine of packing a lunch... all that plus the physical exertion. Running up and down stairs, across parking lots, carrying things. Many things!
In five days of being back to work, I feel fitter, happier and much more focussed.
My life lacks focus. I think that's why work and structure are good for me. I'm even more excited to start boxing classes. I have a certain kind of competitive streak that is enhanced by agressive sports. Soccer and martial arts always kept me fit and happy. I can't wait to box. Everytime I close my eyes I see my self gritting my teeth, grunting and slamming a gloved fist into a punching bag. I think it's going to be pretty spectacular. I can't wait to go and get my anger out, to work up a good sweat and to fall in bed exhausted.
I can't wait. I hope I get yellow boxing gloves.
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