When?

So everyone I’ve ever known that has been a workout type of person, has always said that after working out, they feel good.  And runners stress that there is a point during a run when the pain melts away and they hit the zone.  I would really like to know when this is?  I’ve never once  felt better after working out….ever.  I’ve been in athletics since 7th grade.  I started with basketball.  When we moved out to the sticks, I was closer to “fast” than at a 5A school and was able to join the track team.  I had very little hand-eye coordination and was horrible at basketball except on defense.  I still remember the school janitor thanking me during a game for wiping the floor for him (he was downsy and I loved him).  This lack of loving a hard workout caused me to quit track, twice.  Pain is NOT my friend.  When it comes knocking, it doesn’t give up and melt away.  It sticks with me.  It kicks me.  Hard.  It is merciless.  It tries to kill me.  And I have the heart rate at those times to prove that death is mere seconds away.

Now that the computer is back, I once again have access to our P90X workout.  Ha!  It isn’t a workout.  It is a slow torturous adventure making me want to reach out and stab the host of the video.  But I can usually restrain myself until the next day.  THAT is when I’d like nothing better than to KILL HIM!  When I’m so sore I can’t lift anything.  When I can’t stand up straight for the ripping pain down my legs and back.  When the thought of that afternoon’s workout makes me want to lay down and sleep for a week.  There has got to be an easier way to get in shape…..

 

 

On a side note, I threw down a challenge to my girls in my Friday morning bible class to bring two completed scrapbook pages to class on Friday…  I’m seriously regretting this throw down!  I don’t have the needed pictures and will now have to make a WalMart run to get some printed…on jammie day.  Oh the horror…