Float like a butterfly, but stings like a mothafu..

I must admit, I am a lazy, lazy girl.

Earlier this year, when I went through a particularly stressful time with my body, I discovered I have celiac disease. I can't remember if I ever mentioned that here, but that was the cause from my giantic hives. It's not uncommon to trigger this disease after something particularly stressful happens, such as surgery or giving up a girl's trip to Italy. Please also note that teenagers with this disease can have growth issues which make them short (argh, mom!) ... but that's just an aside.

I can say that eliminating gluten from my diet has resulted in some very positive changes in my health, which include eliminating the ulcer that I've had for years, clearing up some skin issues, oh, and losing 30 pounds. That's right. Thirty big ones off my hips. I was never a chunky person before, more round and soft in those special girl spots. Now I'm still fairly soft, but much less round, but a lot more -- how do you say -- swingy. I need to firm up, and soon.

Here's where the lazy part comes in. I don't do much excercise. My surgeon mentioned that this kind of invasive procedure could make me fairly tired and sore for up to a year. Well, I took that as the perfect excuse to do some really low-impact yoga as my source of excercise. And that's about it.

It's been almost 8 months. I could probably step it up a little at this point.

So Saturday I agreed to attend a kick-boxing class with my friend JC. Holy fuck. There are no names for the places that are sore on my being at this moment. My bone marrow is sore. I'm not freaking kidding!

I had bruises on my knuckles and my ankles from kicking the bag. I was doing a lot of eye rolling at the instructor at the beginning of the class when he made us dance on our tiptoes, ala Mohammed Ali. By the end of the class when we worked the bag with uppercuts, hooks and punches, I was feeling pretty damn confident. So much so, that I will probably take the class again.

And then I have one or two people I want to punch in face if I can get them to stand still at just the right angle. "No, not there, over to the left. Yeah, that's it. Right there. Now close your eyes for a big suprise, asshole!"