so wednesday, i went to the gym and lifted weights in the first time since forever. ok, for the first time since last april.
when i walked out of the gym around 7:30 am, i thought "hey, that wasn't so bad."
today, when i got up at 6:30 and attempted to pull a shirt on over my head, i thought "oh my god did someone beat my arms and chest with a meat mallet while i slept??"
you'd think i would've noticed an occurance like that; however, the deep denial over severity of my muscular atrophy led me to consider such possibilities.
and for the record, they still hurt. ow.
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That's bound to happen when you start lifting weights after a prolonged hiatus. And anyhow, it's a good sore, isn't it? ;-)
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