Exhausted

hpalternity is so much fun, but OMG I dunno if I can keep up this pace. Short on sleep all week; fighting a wanging headache. Extra coffee and drugs have not made a dent in it so far.

Karate class last night was brutal. Okay, let's start the class with, oh, say 300 horseback riding punches. Then let's do the squats. Then let's do the pushups (I weaseled out of the pushups because sensei knows I'm doing the 100 pushup challenge program, but I substituted bicycle crunches, so it's not like I was getting off easy). Then let's do the slow kicks. Then let's do the karate marching basics, extending the kick in slow motion.

Of course, I hadn't had dinner before class. Soooooo stupid.

I could barely operate the clutch in the car on the way home, my thighs hurt so bad. I was awfully shaky by the end, but I was glad, in a sort of masochistic sort of way. I know I'm going to have to build up my stamina for punishing physical regime to get through when I start the black belt screening. Which will not be for awhile yet, thank god.

I was the only woman in the class, and everyone else was under 25, too, I think. Argh.

Stay safe, Texas friends!

I have a number of people on my friends list down there and I'm worried about them. Hang tough, people. Here's to hoping that Ike passes without too much damage.