Ouch

It seems like something pretty much always hurts these days.

There's the bad hurt...like when I busted my knee and elbow (and ego) at boot camp a couple of weeks ago.

But then there's the good hurt...my legs throb and ache from lots of squats and lunges. My chest hurts from chest presses. Let's not even talk about my triceps and abs (owwww). I've started loving the DOMS (Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness).

When I'm limping around because I can barely get up and down, I have had people (mostly co-workers) say that maybe I'm overdoing it. I don't think so. Pain is necessary for progress sometimes. Sometimes the second day after a hard workout really sucks. But it's temporary and necessary. And now I know it means that I worked as hard as I possibly can and I'm making awesome changes.

(Don't worry anymore, Mom. I'm fine. :-))

Injury is WAY different from muscle soreness. I'm not harming myself. And no, I'm not slowing down.

I'm off to yoga class to stretch out my poor, sore muscles. Yesterday's barbell workout was a killer.