I cannot straighten my arms today.
Actually, this will be the second day in a row that I’ll spend looking like one of those Barbie dolls with perpetually bendy arms.
See, I’ve been all in a flurry with the working out for the past week or so and honestly, I’m feeling good about the whole thing. But I did upper-body strength training on Saturday and had managed to lose one of our 3-lb weights and so did the whole thing with 5-lb weights, which makes me sound like a giant puss, but they recommended you start with 3s and 5s and I did all the supersets with the 5s. I really do have strong arms, I swear, but I just haven’t been using them this way for a while.
So now most of my upper-body muscles are sore, but in a bearable kind of way. The soreness that I enjoy and relish because it reminds me that I’ve done work. My biceps are another story entirely, though, as they are currently so sore that I seriously cannot straighten them. The left one is worse. The right one I can almost straighten if I use my left arm to help manipulate it. The left one is barely making it past a 45-degree angle. Ow. Ow, ow, ow.
It was a good weekend, this weekend. We went shopping, we went to Sam’s ball game, I went out with Cookie, who enjoys the Target hoodie as much as I do (yay!), and other friends. We met two guys from Phantom Planet and chatted with both briefly (hint- sitting by the bathroom is a good way to talk to people).
Today I am sore and not particularly looking forward to this week.