Boxing.

Although I'm tired and more than a few limbs are already hurting only an hour out of the gym, I realize I'm enjoying every second of it. I enjoy getting my ask kicked doing a cardio workout and the multiple routines we're put through. I enjoy working the bag and learning how to punch harder, quicker, faster every night. And I enjoy the company, everybody there is more than tolerable and in a few cases, actually pretty cool.

I forgot how much I missed sports since I quit hockey years ago. It makes me want to get back on the ice for a Saturday evening practice or even the rush of a big game. I miss it alot.

It's going to be awhile before I step into the ring with the intention to hurt someone, at least two months, so I'm just soaking it all up right now. I'd go every day if my body could take it and I had nothing better to do. It would help if they were open that much as well.

I'm not addicted, but I'm enjoying it. Looking forward to Friday and my gym day to see how I perform there, hopefully I'll be able to get back into that after a two week absence.

It's amazing how good of therapy wailing away on a stuffed bag is.