an update to jello-o-o

So, after my second workout I was feeling a bit wobbly. I couldn't pick anything up, and I couldn't rest on my arms. We killed my arms that morning.

The next morning I woke up and could not extend either one of those stupid arms!! I had taken tylenol the night before, I tried stretching throughout the day after my workout. Nothing helped. It felt like someone would up the string that controlled my lower arms and tied a knot in it. The soreness continued through Monday night.

I couldn't help but be mad, and then outright disgusted with myself. I was mad at trainer Jeff. How dare he physically injure me! I paid for this stupid session and didn't even get a lousy tee shirt. I was mad at myself. How did I get to this point? Why couldn't I feel myself getting weaker and weaker??

The bright spot came yesterday morning at the gym. We were doing a lot of the same exercises, but I could do more reps than I could before. I admit, I was getting ready to be mad again until he pointed out that last fact. I still couldn't do all of the reps completely, but I got through a lot more.

Ahhh...progress. It. Hurts.