Well, I have.
I knew I had noodles for arms, but what I thought were spaghetti noodles turned out to be more like angel hair pasta. I learned this at today’s Lunchtime Lifts class, which kicked my tail despite the fact that our lovely and patient teacher Paul modified literally everything for me. I traded my 15 kg bar for a 10 kg bar , used the lightest dumbbell offered to me, and did my pushups and triceps exercises at a different (read: easier) height than planned.
I love this panel from The Oatmeal’s book “The Terrible and Wonderful Reasons Why I Run” (check it out at https://theoatmeal.com/comics/running4) and imagined myself something like the guy in the cartoon, but I wasn’t really that either.
I thought I would at least be ready to rock some leg exercises, but that didn’t exactly happen either. Usually I can fall back on the old “I didn’t quit!” line, but after I fell off of two different platforms (one soft platform while holding a dumbbell, one harder platform without the dumbbell) doing some box step up exercises, I opted to sit on the floor and count/cheer for Jennie for that round.
On the bright side, I have established a baseline and should only be going up from here. I hope no first graders try to challenge me to a weight lifting competition anytime soon, because I would probably lose. In a few weeks, I could probably beat a first grader in a lifting competition, but I don’t think anyone would be impressed.
After work, I decided to make myself feel better by running a mid-week half marathon with Sandra, so I’m sure I’ll feel awesome in the morning. Man I’m tired.
Something that made today great: Richard is home tonight because he’s done working nights for a while!
Time I woke up: 8:00 am