Day #10 "All this for two pounds? Really?"

This was what I said to myself when I stepped on the scale. I lost two pounds. *sigh* I know I have a long way to go before the fight and a lot more hard work ahead of me, but I was SORT OF hoping the weight would just... ya know, FALL off. No such luck. I am trying to keep in mind that I've gained muscle, so evening out isn't too bad. It was, however, another mental challenge to step back into the workout knowing what I'd done thus far hadn't really caused me to lose weight.

I set the heavy bag up in the group ex room, turned the lights down low and the AC up high and went to work. I think today was probably one of the more helpful of workouts because hitting the bag gave me some sort of idea what it will be like to hit a person (though I'm sure its not all that close to the same thing). Its very different than hitting pads on the hands of my trainer to either side of her head. I was alone, so I spent a lot of my time figuring things out mechanically and putting together a series of strikes that made sense to me, mixing things up and trying new things. It was a good workout, though I hope Day #20 brings me closer than -4 pounds!