One more straw

Ever since I was a kid, I wanted to learn some martial art. Rakesh would teach me few things -- him being a karate kid -- and I would go practice it on other friends during the lunch time. We would have these contests where we would try and do splits -- we called it 'stretching' at that time. After going home, I would practice spinning kicks, drop kicks, flying kicks on my brother. But all that time, I never went to a martial art class. I thought, maybe I could just learn it on my own. Every martial art movie I watched, would leave me in a violent excited state ... still does.

After all these years, I decided to join a martial art class. There are bunch of guys who teach kickboxing near my house, and I went for a trial class tonight. It was decently strenuous and I have decided to join the classes. My daily routine just got denser: the classes are from 8 pm - 9 pm on weekdays. Did I mention that I'm not giving up my afternoon treadmill runs?