Baby It Hurts So Good
The ache in my quads and glutes brings me back to my sophomore year in high school. Gym consisted of an elected weight-training course. I was not athletic and never lifted weights before. The day after my first day I could not bend my arms. Yes, I was in pain all over, but what scared me was that I could not bend my arms. I swore to my mother that something was wrong…. Maybe I was paralyzed. I had heard about people lifting too much and hurting themselves. Man, to look back at those naïve days today.
Mom forced me to go to school and helped me get my shirt on that morning. I go to talk to the teacher and he told me to move closer to him. Quickly he bent both of my arms at the elbow for me. Agony, but I could bend them again.
I can bend at my knees without the help of coach….. can’t remember his name. The joy of feeling my muscles growing is a feeling too long forgotten.
July 22nd, 2007 at 4:55 am
Hi Dave…You’re going to get sick of seeing me today, aren’t you?;-) I just came by to check out your blog-I’m so impressed with you and know you’re going to do WELL. Come check out the 400+ board at SP sometime if you’re interested-there’s alot of really cool people there-and 400 is just “a ballpark” figure of those of us with the higher amounts to lose. You “are” an empathetic, caring, sensitive person just by the things I see here, Dave, and I’m glad I’ve gotten to meet you. You’ve got all the right ideas…and Dave—I know your Mom was REALLY smiling the other day with the things you said remembering her, and is still very close by you.
See ya, I hope—Sherry