I asked my wonderful papi to put this heavy sack back up for me - and of course he did it a day later hehe. However I never go into the garage so I just noticed it this evening.
I've been paying $60 a month for a membership at a gym that allows me to kick and punch the shit out of everything for almost a year (which reminds me, I should go cancel this). I've never been a fan of the gym - I tried to get into it and never ever could. I do happen to have some aggression issues though, so when I discovered I could do this and workout, I was really quite thrilled. But I'm me afterall, so I quickly grew tired of going out of my way to a place where I could potentially make a fool of myself and didn't go near as often as I should have.
While I am very glad that I signed up and went because it gave me some great guidelines for what I can do for an intense thirty minute workout kicking and punching the shit out of everything (as I of course had ZERO idea before this), I am beyond glad that I can do the exact same thing at my house... for free. At my own pace. To my own music. With a shower right upstairs. There really is no excuse not to work out when this is in your garage.
I am happy to report... it still fucking burns.
Song of the day: Bounce - Calvin Harris ft. Kelis
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