Survival of the fittest.

Well, so far I've lived to exercise another day, but I can't make any promises for getting out of bed tomorrow. That whole "survival of the fittest" thing seems legit at this point and I mayyy become a casualty of natural selection. Stay tuned. If the posts stop coming in on a regular basis, assume I'm dead and my body can be found at O3 or Mission's gym on the top floor of Asheville imaging. I feel like someone has taken a pillow case full of ivory soap and beat me with it in my sleep, and Darin continued that proverbial beating from 4:45-5:30 today. My arms hurt so bad, I got a little creative and hooked 3 straws together so I didn't have to pick up my water bottle to drink out of it. You do 2 days worth of arm work with Darin and tell me you feel like picking up your arms to brush your teeth. That's right. You won't.

Moving on, my everything was sore today, my quads, hamstrings, abs, biceps, triceps, everything. So of course doing squats will cure all. We "only" did 10, but there were some incognito squat like motions during the session. Oh, I noticed. Jennifer's dream came true and we started out with deadlifts. She has been asking me for like 2 weeks to show her at Mission's gym and when there is anyone else in the gym, I get a little shy and didn't want to look like a jackwagon, so lucky for her, she got an expert to teach her. and by expert I mean Darin. I have no idea what weight we started out but it didn't feel like a ton, however, my legs hurt still, so when he asked on the 1-10 scale, I said a 7. But apparently my scale needed calibrating. I was just hoping that we would stick with basically the bar and move on. I think we went up to like 125. Then we did some seated rows (any "seated" exercise is my jam) and then we did these weird offset Romanian dead lifts that required me standing on one leg and touching a 5 lb weight to the opposite foot. It was real weird, but apparently I did good. I just felt my legs burning haha. Then we did some straight leg raises, and oddly enough my hip kinda hurt. I don't know what's going on with it but it didn't hurt enough to warrant mentioning. Though I'm talking about it now. Then he was like, okay, roll over, and I KNEW what was about to happen. Planks. If I had a rusty spoon................. whatever, it was only 30 seconds, and I say "only 30 seconds" like that's easy for me. Clearly the only thing that is easy for me is whining. Best news of all, no working out tomorrow and I'm pretty excited about doing nothing after work. I wish I was off from work but that can't happen right now. uuughhhhhh. I have a solo workout with Darin on Friday. Hopefully he'll take pity on me and we can just stretch again :) I'm not even being sly about it at this point.

Oh, and get this. My hands are getting calluses from the weights! or I have some really weird bilateral rash in the exact same place on both my hands, which I'm not a doctor but I'm pretttttty sure it's calluses.

Know what I could drink a gallon of right now? not water. mountain dew. What would be even better? a mountain dew slushy. Like coke slushies you can get at the movies. I'm gonna need to figure out how to make those. well. maybe not.

So while my iPhone and I are in a very serious committed relationship, I'm still not sure what some of the features are. Like the "do not disturb" thing? also, having unlimited access to iTunes is a terrible thing for me and my bank account. Ke$ha has a new song out "die young" and it's my everything. Anyways. I guess I need to get in the shower if I plan on being in bed by 8pm. I have 400 pages left in "My sisters's keeper" and I plan to finish it tonight before bed.

At the bottom is a picture of my water bottle (thanks to Jennifer) and my straw. patent pending :)

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