Last night as I went to bed, I thought, "Hmm, I'm not very sore. I guess I didn't do a very good job with that stability ball workout." Muscle pain is sneaky, it seems. It lulls you into a false sense of security, and then pounces on you in your most vulnerable moments...I woke up with abs made of molten pain and with all the muscles across my shoulders and chest screaming.
This is a conversation I had with myself this morning:
"Only 40 degrees out...that's pretty chilly. I should probably wear my cold-weather outfit, not the shorts and t-shirt."
"...Pshhh it's sunny outside it will be FINE."
That ended about as poorly as you would expect. Sunny or not, the violently gusting wind made for a pretty cold run.
Yes. Muscle pain is a Foxface, only more ruthless.
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