Oh, Da Pain

"Fat, dumb and drunk is no way to go through life..."

I’m beginning to think I can live with this look. I am incapable to using the lower half of my body. It hurts to walk! I’m too old for this. I hate exercise! Okay, this is what put me in this predicament.



Tuesday was another session of EXTREME Body Sculpt, which I thought went pretty good. I have to remember to leave my ego in the locker. We did Prisoner Squats, ran up ramps, side lunges and the obligatory pushups. Of course, I have to be one of the faster, stronger participants. These are all performed as one set, so this means repeating the process three times.

Since its Tuesday, I have to go run with the Downtown Runners that evening. Are endorphins the chemical that makes you think you can do anything? On a normal day after the run, I would ice any parts that were aching but since we partake in BEvERages after the run……
Wednesday, and I can walk but not like real walking. The more I move the better it’s starting to feel. What form of exercise should I indulge in today? Hey, there’s a Spinning class over there, let’s join in and get the legs really moving. Forty-five minutes later and I can’t walk up stairs. Once again, I’m not the smartest person in the world, those damn endorphins.
Did I mention a track workout with TNT?