The last workout must have been a fluke. Seriously.
Tonight, when I worked out, I was hearing my pounding heartbeat in my ears. It was unbearably warm. I skipped my post workout chocolate milk and went straight into the shower. It was that intense. I still was able to get through the workout with incredible endurance, but holy moly this was different. Especially for my legs.
My legs have never experienced this much pain and suffering. I’m being honest. It’s not that I’m doing something wrong…they’re just not used to working out for over week long periods. At least, that’s what I’m telling myself.
Yesterday, I went to Oakland Cemetery and walked around, taking pictures of some of the tour stops I seem to take for granted in my photo taking and some stops that are off the beaten path. In trying to get various angles, I would squat down. And, man, when I got back up…holycrippitycrapOW. My ankle that had some pain in it on the last workout? Gone, replaced by the new pain experienced in my calves. Tonight, post workout cleaning stuff up off the ground? That HURT.
I’m still pushing through, still trying to find the motivation to keep working out. It’s there, but general laziness kicks in and man, oh man…what I wouldn’t give to sit on the couch and watch oodles of TV that will rot my brain. Man. But I will not go quietly into the night! I will not vanish without a fight! I’m going to live on! I’m going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day!
Wait. That’s from Independence Day. Never mind. (But I do LOVE that speech.)
*On another note, I want to say a very special congratulations to my friends Jennifer and Danny for getting engaged. I’m incredibly excited for them, wish them all the best and can’t wait to see them again SOON.
