Million Dollar Baby
I got a punching bag, y'all. My shoulders are already sore and I've had it for one day. Aw yeahhhh, do you hear that? The gains train is a-comin'. I can't wait to get back into cardio since running is still in my fairly distant future, and even then it's not like I can bust out 5 miles immediately. And tuh be honest, walking at a respectable pace is the hurdle I'm working to overcome currently, so running at a respectable pace won't happen for a while.
Confesh: I haven't seen any of the Rocky movies, unless you count Rocky Horror Picture Show. I know, I suck. I also haven't seen The Godfather or Monty Python and the Holy Grail. I can, however, sing the entire theme song to The Fresh Prince of Bel Air. So, ya know, I'm kind of a big deal.
I got off topic. I'm pumped about cardio in my workout routine now, and also a new way to work my arms. With the hollerdays happening presently and pie and chocolate around every corner, I gotta do something to keep it sexy. Because you know Ima eat that pie. (Not a euphemism. Actual pie.)
My ultimate goal is to use it for a full body workout and get weird with punching bag sit ups.
Yo homes, smell ya later.