Lifting and Tightening and Bear Crawls….Oh MY!

With my heart condition somewhat under control and out of further excuses, it’s back to the gym I go. I’ve switched things up a bit this time around, my wife and I are working out together….and no, that’s not some veiled reference for marital Koitus. We are working out with our personal trainer Dustin, who has me doing, what, can only be described as a spastic calisthenics/comedy routine with heavy emphasis on me frequently collapsing in a heap of gasping profanities…My wife often finishes the sets for the both of us. Lifting weights is likened to a stroll in the park via a fully mobile lazy boy recliner compared to the frenzy of up-down, back and forth business. Don’t get me wrong, I like the results I’m seeing so far and Dustin is spot on as far as a trainer and around stand up guy…But I’m sore all over and tonight…It begins again. I now realize why ‘muscle heads’ are always pissed off and looking for a fight, it’s not that they’re assholes…They’re just in a tremendous amount of pain all the time! Anyway that’s the ‘skinny’ on what’s been going on lately…