Yesterday at 6:40 p.m. I stood in front of a punching bag. Symbolic, honestly. My last relationship ended a year ago, but sometimes memories still appear so I decided to try boxing.
The trainer showed me a basic punch, just hit -- i punched but the bag barely noticed. *More emotion* he said and i imagined my ex! :)) I punched again -- the bag moved!

*Better* the trainer said...Ten minutes later I was punching with the focus of someone defending the honor of all women on Earth😄 sweat on my forehead, hands shaking but inside I felt calm

**Sometimes physical activity does what conversations cannot, it knocks old memories out of your head!**

After training I sat on a bench drinking water.

The trainer said that i`m very angry for the first time😂😂 I answered that’s not anger -- that’s experience
And honestly…I left the gym feeling emotionally lighter.

**sometimes the road to love starts with a good punch**