Have you ever lifted too much weight at the gym before your body was able to really handle it? I was a victim of a very intimidating and almost scary instructor at my gym in a weight lifting class. I haven't been to the gym in several months, (ok, maybe 6, or maybe 8) and I just started getting back into it this month. So I went to this class, and didn't think I killed myself....but the past 3 days have told me other wise.
Basically, right now, I feel like a Tyrannosaurus Rex. My biceps have ripped so much that it is literally painful to straighten my arms. I walk around with them bent in front of me. It takes a slow and painful process to stretch and straighten them out. I've never been more grateful for the ability to extend my arms in my entire life. Needless to say, I think I bit out too big of a chunk than my body could handle. And those instructors....they sure are good at what they do. I didn't want to let her down, I didn't want to appear weak....and I didn't want her to keep looking at me like that when I cheated....so I pushed myself, I "worked it".....and I am now paying for it.
Lesson Learned: Don't expect to be able to handle the same level of strength and exertion you could 6 months ago. And don't give in to the peer pressure of perfectly toned and intimidating Gym instructors. I can't wait until I can walk normal and swing my arms at my side again like the average Homosapien. I think there is also a hidden lesson of gratitude thrown in there. I feel a new sense of sympathy for the poor T-Rex's that have such little use of their arms. It reminds me of scene from meet the Robinsons.
Now I know. I guess sometimes you have to learn a lesson the hard way.
2 comments:
This sounds painful. I'm not athletic, so I don't know what that feels like really, but I probably would have punched the "Work It!" lady in the face.
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