Because I can barely move without screaming this morning. I mean, I'm not stupid. I knew that I was going to feel the workout this morning. But because of the advanced state of mushiness my muscles had been enjoying up until yesterday, they weren't ready for a full-body workout.
So, today they're letting me know about it.

Anyway, I'm coping with the proper amount of rest (a lot), applying the heating pad, and taking the prescribed medication for recovery (see below):

Ah....I'm feeling much better now!
3 comments:
LMAO!!! I almost spewed onto my monitor! I'm afraid to ask where you got that awful picture...no, I don't want to know.
...and my ass isn't that hairy.
47 L's a month? That's like maybe 75 REAL dollars. I guess there's not much competition locally, huh? We have like five gyms within about a mile of each other, so they're all cutting the prices. Last month it was $15 month, now it's $10. The facility is pretty damned good for the price...hell, it's probably WORTH 47 L's!
What the F***! I couldent stop laughing at that picture of the guy in the shorts....What in god's name....
I know, I know...it's like a car wreck; it's absolutely horrible, but you can't look away.
And why is that guy so fucking happy?
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