Like, for real.
In dutiful accordance with my GOTW, I wandered back into the weight room for the first time in almost two months on Wednesday. And now, 48 hours later, I am still hobbling around.
It's mostly my quads. I found a workout on a running blog I read and decided to try it. Almost every move involved some form of a squat. Don't get me wrong, I love a squat as much as the next girl, but there is something called too much of a good thing.
Now I'm walking stiff legged and have to be careful when lowering myself on to low chairs. Or, you know, the toilet.
While I'm sore now, I loved being back in the weight room. It makes me feel pretty powerful. Plus, I know it's good for me. I know lifting weight will pay dividends for me in the long run. (how's that for a financial metaphor on a Friday?)
I know from experience that being able to feel my muscles, especially my abs, boosts my self confidence a bunch. And hey, right now, at the beginning of this weight loss journey yet again, I could use any self confidence boost I can get.
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| I took this picture in the weight room today because I noticed two curls were sticking out of my head in a horizontal fashion. I thought you would enjoy. |
Happy Weekend!
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