Go Shallow, Go Endless

Getting "ripped" for the hunnies

I was trying to think of something amusing to write about tonight that met my posting criteria. I want it to be about something funny. I want it to be something that at least loosely relates to me, and I want it to be something that I've thought about today. I couldn't think of anything funnier that met the other two criteria than to talk about my pathetic attempt to work out and get stronger. OK, now, contrary to what one might think...I really am working out for the benefit of my long-term health. I think that it's important to take care of your body from an early age so that it takes care of you when you're older. The whole idea of "Good habits start young." Blah blah blah blah blah....so yeah. Believe me when I tell you that becoming studly is just a secondly side effect of my good health habits.
Of course I'm only joshing, as I know that I'm doomed to spend the rest of my life as a "90 pound weakling" no matter how much I work out. But I really am seeing some success with my somewhat regular routine. One workout consists of 4 sets of bench....3 sets of biceps...3 sets of abs. To translate that ...One workout consists of 4 sets of my nearly choking myself while unsteadily wobbling a bar in front of my face...3 sets of flailing my arms about...and 3 sets of continuous suffering followed by rolling around on floor in heaps of pain. I'm sure that explains the workout much more colorfully to you all.
Thankfully, this lovely routine is not only painful while I do it...but it hits me with a second round of pain about one and a half days later in the form of (mama I want to die now) muscle soreness. It isn't all bad though....the bodies most powerful natural narcotic, endorphins, have got me going kookoo! YE HA!!!! I feel like I could take on the whole Empire myself!
...steady Dak...

I can't wait to shines my shoes!!!