So, yeah, after last night's blog I thought, hey, no big deal, go rock the workout tomorrow and you're going to be fine.
My legs are killing me.
It's weird really. I can feel every muscle in both of my legs. Every step, every stair, even lifting my foot off the gas pedal and pressing the brake sends shooting pain through the entire lower half of my body. The new guy is an assassin. He's an exercise sniper. He doesn't hurt you from a length distance, he hurts you with a time distance. I am sure I will loosen up once I get to the gym, which I am about to go to now. The elevator sounds like a good idea. I hope I get rock star parking. I will update later.
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