Sunday, September 6, 2009

Aggression

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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