I did a killer bicep workout today and I hurt! Well, I won't really start hurting until tomorrow, but I can feel the burn already. I did some interval training on the treadmill before I shredded my biceps, thanks to a co-worker who acts as my bad-ass coach. He almost made me cry...almost.
For the last three hours of my shift I felt useless, my arms as strong as Jell-O. The only way I could scratch my nose was to walk around with my arms swinging to get enough momentum to whip my hand up to swat my face. For all of you who are wondering, yes it is OK to pretend you don't know me if you see me at the airport.
Anyhoo, I'm feeling great and making tiny bits of progress. My sides are pouring over my waistband a little less than they were a week ago. Yay me.