zucchini linguini

first off, i have been such a slacker with updating this blog! if you haven't been tuning into my boxing blog, well, that's been all that i've been doing lately. boxing. sleep. boxing. work. sleep. boxing.

i did escape for a quick weekend to NYC this past weekend. i visited my brother, sister-in-law, and best friend along with another girlfriend that flew out with me from san francisco. most of the group is vegetarian, so we hit a lot of great veggie friendly restaurants in manhattan. i've been wanting to try zucchini linguini for a long time and this dish was fab, served with pesto and cold, it was my first "raw" entree, besides sushi, that i've ordered knowing that the cook would not be cooking anything. we had other raw and vegan dishes at the blossom cafe, which i would highly recommend.

gummy!

it's been over 17 months, but i finally have met li.'s handsome guy gummy today! i met mi., yo., li. and gummy for a beautiful hike and a yummy brunch, which included raspberry and chocolate pancakes that were very yum! i love these girls and gummy! i can't wait to meet the newest babe in the pack, too.

the fresh air and hearty meal will surely help me get to sleep tonight. tomorrow is my first day of boxing boot camp, which i have made a separate blog documenting my experience so that if boxing is not your thing, you can avoid it, but it will be up and running for the next 6 weeks: http://kloboxing.blogspot.com/

ash wednesday

i woke up on wednesday with this little gift on my chin from tuesday night's sparring session. it looks like the priest missed my forehead and got my chin instead.

peep show

my friend anne saw this and thought of me. probably because she saw me wearing my new t-shirt the other day.
it couldn't have been because i've recently discovered my erotic creature through my crawl with soft melodic duets . . .

ring my bell

this is about to turn into a heavily boxing swayed blog. there may be surprises, so stay tuned.

tonight was the first night that i got my bell rung.

we've hit the body, and hit the head in my daytime boxing conditioning classes, but with boxing boot camp around the corner i decided to go to my first one hour sparring class tonight. i went to one hour of boxing conditioning and then a one hour sparring class. i've never been so sweaty in my life. two hours of boxing highs and lows.

i embarked on the real deal, getting hit smack in the head by someone's fist. headgear, mouthguard, groin (aka uterus) protector, chest guard for the girls (they are called turtles), and gloves. i'm waiting for my uterus protector and turtles to arrive later this week from everlast.com.

i was paired up with gloria, a fierce woman that fought in the most recent fight night. we started in the ring and both of us went all out. i must have been hit 15 times in the head, despite keeping my hands up to protect my face. i think i walked right into her punch several times. i didn't even notice the body shots my bell was getting rung so much.

i have to learn how to duck after my jab asap. and move my head like a predator. the poor second girl in class that i sparred with, esther, who wore glamorous burgandy lipstick for her fight at the last fight night, got hit hard a couple of times. i guess the rule is that you don't really hit esther. the trainer yelled at me to "tone it down! hit soft!" i thought i did. i got yelled at again "don't hit so hard kimberly! don't hit her!" whaaaa? ah, okay, in the ring with gloria you get your bell rung, on the floor with lipstick esther you shadow spar. got it.

yang

onto my yang: pole dancing:

definition: S Factor is an aerobic striptease class and pole dancing workout developed by Sheila Kelley as a unique alternative to your regular fitness and exercise routine.


unlike a festivus pole,

the standard dance pole typically consists of a hollow steel or brass pole with circular cross section, running from floor to ceiling. affixing at the ceiling gives more stability, but is not always realized, especially at night clubs with higher ceilings or at transportable devices. in the united states, the diameter is usually around 5 cm (2 inches), allowing it to be gripped comfortably with one hand. in asia, the diameter is usually slightly smaller at 45 mm or less.


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my favorite trick: the body spiral
future goals: the flying body spiral
tricks to avoid: leg splay with plie (makes my knee buckle and a garter on my knee brace is not attractive)
current level: 4
favorite song to dance to: the sickness by disturbed

yin

The dual concepts of yin and yang (or heaven and earth) describe two primal opposing but complementary principles or cosmic forces said to be found in all non-static objects and processes in the universe.

let me start with my yin, which is
boxing:

President Theodore Roosevelt, wrote: "I regard boxing professional and amateur, as a vigorous, healthful sport that develops courage, keenness of mind, quickness of eye, and a combativeness that fits every boy who engages in it for the daily tasks that confront him."

"It is not half so brutalizing or demoralizing as many forms of big business, and certain legal work that is often carried on to help such business."

"I have often thought that if we had more boys' clubs where the art was taught, we would have fewer adolescent criminals, the street-corner type of hoodlum, and would breed a better class of young American citizens - the future voters. Boxing develops elements of character that are difficult to obtain in other sports: fairness, a spirit of give-and-take, courage, and alertness."

" It is only the bully who wants to give and avoid the taking. If boxing were taught in every public and secondary school and in college, this nation would soon find it rid of the bullies and would develop in our youth a spirit of manhood, a spirit that teaches fairness to our fellow men. We would be rid of street corner rowdies and cowards and make our boys a better, sturdier, and healthier lot."

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i start boxing boot camp in T minus 12 days. boot camp is:
- 6 weeks
- 5 days per week
- 6 a.m. - 7:30 a.m.
- you can only miss one day, otherwise you are out
- two hardcore, true boxing type, Irish dude trainers that swear like sailors
- the first week is lovingly called "pussy week"
- it ends in a FIGHT NIGHT!

I am very excited, but mostly scared. It's all good.