The nice thing about starting a new workout program is that unless you really screw up, you're going to make gains. Gains in size, strength, endurance, flexibility, whatever. Every three weeks or so, you get to celebrate a new personal record (PR). Yeah, you're sore as hell, tired, hungry, and sitting on the toilet can be a challenge, but whatever numbers you're tracking are going the right way and it's exciting.
I pulled 145 in my deadlift this morning. The most I've ever deadlifted (not counting lifting old folks off the floor when they have fallen) and I did it for two sets of five reps. When I ran Tuesday, I beat my previous PR by over a minute. Tomorrow morning my run/walk split will be 3 minutes/2 minutes. I can't remember the last time I ran longer than I walked. Maybe high school in gym class? I should make another PR unless running three minutes cashes me out so bad I can't hardly move for the two minutes I'm walking.
Yeah, I'm sore. But I also feel like a stud. You probably shouldn't mess with me today. I might whip out one of my PR's and bitchslap you with it.
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