Another Day, Another Sore Muscle
Today’s another busy day. The past two weeks have been a blur of work, recovering from my pinched nerve, and fitting in boot camp sessions when I can. I’m glad to have the extra work right now, but I am EXHAUSTED. This morning’s boot camp was particularly brutal — a session that started out with wall squats and planks, and then moved on to the dreaded building block exercise (I did 90 pushups. NINETY! although not in a row, thank christ). Oh, with an ab session sandwiched in there as well. Mmmm, sandwich.
Anyway, it’s been a long time since I’ve worked my muscles so hard that I literally couldn’t raise my arms over my head anymore. I am terrified about how I’m going to feel when I wake up tomorrow (and do it all again). Tomorrow I’m also driving to Virginia with Lisa to go see U2 in Charlottesville with some local friends. This long weekend — my birthday weekend, actually — is shaping up to be a lot of fun. I may not be able to lift my arms over my head, but I am pretty damn sure I can raise a glass to my lips.
