Kickboxing and the paunchy kid
I’m kickboxing in the mornings and I’m damaged goods. My knuckles are bruised, my thighs are sore, and my knees are skinned. In theory, I’ll start losing my paunch. And I’m the paunchy kid. Kicking/Punching a bag is not as therapeutic as I was led to believe. I don’t channel my stress into the bag; […]