The run part was agonizing. And how did I end up living in the only neighborhood in this area with hills? Big hills. Big. Big. Hills. Since I ran last night, my legs are on fire. But I made it with only a little weeping and gnashing of teeth.
The strength training part wasn't that bad. Like I said before, I usually work my arms and shoulders, some abs and back, but I never train my legs on my days off. I hope I can work my upper body again tomorrow. I may end up not being able to lift my pen at work on Friday!
I talked to P.J. today, and she said I had to cut out the carbs after breakfast, give up beer, and stop eating like a 19 year old frat boy. (I don't even eat well enough to qualify for a sorority girl? I'm a frat boy? Wow, that is bad.) So I had a big ol' steak, thanks to my super sweet neighbors, and some spinach. Mmmmmm.
~ The Fat Kid