Yay, I survived Krav Maga tonight. After my last class I was dreading this like a dental appointment, but made it through participating the whole hour. I almost have jump rope mastered. I had a partner that was my height and I learned how to better pace my effort. I got winded and dizzy several times either through sheer exhaustion or getting it knocked out of me while holding pads but managed to hang in there. Right now my arms and legs are quivering jelly from throwing punches and kicks. My knuckles are cracked, raw, and bloody from breaking in new gloves.
I figured out I can deliver a much more powerful kick and jab than I thought I was capable of. Must develop chest muscles to better protect against punches, methinks. During jab and punch drills, the coaches would come around and whack us in the head with a foam stick if we weren’t protecting our head. Toward the end of class I started leaning in to the pad during defense on my left side after a while to prevent getting the wind knocked out. Of course the class ended with “Ok guys, sixty seconds to go, on your faces! pushups!” Still pretty beat, but a much more tolerable experience than the first time.
