But it definitely describes how I’m feeling today.
And I can’t even really explain why.
I can tell you that I want to ball my fists up and sock someone in the chin though.
Or slap them across the face.
Or karate chop them in the trachea.
Or Judo kick them in the gut.
Basically, I’m feeling punchy.
And not towards anyone in particular.
More towards everyone in general.
I also don’t really want to hurt anyone - just for the record. I swear.
I just… I have this pent up energy (which I suppose is good after a month of exhaustion), but for real… I am feeling an aggressive need to work it all out.
Punchy if you will.
To be fair, I’ve never been in an actual physical altercation with anyone.
In my entire life.
If I ever was, I’m pretty sure I would lose.
And fast.
Because let’s face it – I’m not so tough.
Despite the punchy feeling.
I talk a big game, but if there ever was a real threat of physical contact – I would likely wind up in a fetal position on the ground crying out for them to leave my face alone.
Because I kind of like my face.
Still… I’m feeling punchy.
Like I could use a good old fashioned wrestling session.
The kind where whoever it is letting me toss them around takes into consideration the fact that I have the reflexes of a stroke patient and the upper body strength of 6 year old.
Scary – right?
Instead though, I’m heading to Pilates.
And wishing it was kickboxing.
Or… kickboxing for dummies. If there is such a thing.
Because I’m pretty sure if I took an actual kickboxing class, I would fall.
A lot.
Which just isn't so punchy after all now, is it?
