Thursday, December 21, 2006 5:16 AM
My body is getting used to getting up at 5 AM (only when I go to sleep by 10ish though it seems, or if an alarm is blaring in my ear at 5), and this morning was no different. Except...well, except I had a little note when I got up.
"Dear D'Arcy, How are you? We're SORE AS HELL! We're your tricep muscles, and although you probably forgot about us, we're the muscles that help you do your pushups. We just wanted to thank you for deciding that we needed to get out of our dormant state and start becoming the appropriate side-kick to your two pythons. However, if we're going to go through pain, YOU'RE going to go through pain! Ha, take that sucka! Sincerely, your Triceps"
Seriously, I can barely lift my right arm...its a little tight. But man, what a great feeling to know that you've pushed your body so much that the muscle is just screaming bloody murder...that if the Tricep could, it would lurch out, grab a knife, and cut out my heart just so that it could stop the pain it was feeling! Mua ha ha ha!
Btw, if you buy any of that whey protein powder, and it says "easily dissolvable in milk, just stir!", don't belive it. I'm glad we got our blender a year ago though...works like a charm.
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