whaaaa, waaaaa. Lol
I did a body pump class Monday, followed by an hour of Zumba... I felt amazing! Alive and young again! Until the drive home, I could not get my legs to carry me. Sign of a good workout. Tuesday my legs were tender, the quads screamed at me all day! Yesterday my chest and triceps started to ache, my quads quieted down. Today, three days later, I am in tears because my triceps hurt sooooo badly. I woke on several occasions because of the discomfort! Ugh. I have tried heat, ice and stretching.... I feel the relief from the stretches, but it hurts. Through the pain, I can feel the strength in my muscles. The muscles are harder, which is due to inflammation I am sure, but it is rebuilding tissue, stronger tissue.
I know these micro tears are a good thing, so every time I stepped or lifted things ( my 30 pound toddler) and my body reacted... I thought I am rebuilding a toned ass, sexy thighs, and killer arms. No one will mess with my guns! Lol
So if you are sitting at your pc, tablet or phone reading this, thinking the pain isn't worth it ... Let me tell you, I know how you feel, literally. The pain is soooo worth it, your body is thanking you and keep at it, stretch through the pain of rebuilding your body and your end results will be a leaner more magnetic self!
On a sadder note, I have to get this out, my husbands cousin was murdered the other morning. That in itself is horrible, he was two children one is still in HS. He had a checkered past, but he overcame that and was creating a life a new. He still had issues, yes.... But the public is painting a terrible picture of him. So if you come across an article on someone you do not know and feel the need to say that because of the situation, of which you are not a part of, s/he seems shady, sketchy or whatever keep those comments to yourself. That person has a family, and that family reads those comments and make the grieving process so much harder. Not only do we have to say goodbye, but now we feel the need to defend family, and protect the kids. **rant over**
Oh the baby is up, love that he can now get himself out of the crib, ugh. Check in later
Have a great Mounday (not sure how to spell it) Thursday.