Let me just start off by saying that I LIKE working out. And I LIKE my personal trainer at the gym.
(let me also say that I’m a little afraid that he will kill me if I don’t say that Karl is the BEST personal trainer, ever!).
I kid, I kid.
But every once in a while he really REALLY kicks my butt. Or, in this case, my upper back. I went in on Tuesday after work to have one of my fun sessions with Karl. I also had an appointment with him on Monday – but cancelled because I had stayed home sick from work.
(Note to self – never, never, never cancel on Karl last minute. You will be making up for it!)
I’ve been having a lot of fun with him these last few months, and he’s great at finding creative ways to challenge me. Tuesday’s challenge was: Back.
And it was challenging.
I immediately knew I was going to be in trouble. I hit the treadmill after my session and couldn’t coordinate my arms to “pump” right during my run. It was all I could do to complete just one mile. After that, I gave up and let myself walk for a half mile. (Remember – I WAS sick the day before and had only partially recovered my voice. So cut me some slack!) I had a 5K planned, but it was not meant to be – all because of my arms??
I woke up on Wednesday with the dreaded “T-Rex” arm syndrome.
I had these useless appendages at my sides. I couldn’t lift my right arm even shoulder high. I needed assistance throughout the day to lift and reach things at the office.
Here’s a more “medical” diagram of what I’m going through:
This is the last time I cancel on Karl.
And I’ll stick to a safe area to work on, like my chest.
And I’ll be sure to have plenty of Motrin on hand.