No Pain, No . . . Pain

I hit the gym hard Monday morning in an effort to tune up for our mission trip three weeks hence. (By the way, we could still use some funds for the trip. If any of you regular Frankly Speaking readers would like to contribute, please email me ASAP. - Thanks) Back to the gym.

I am using Bill Phillips' Body for Life. It has helped me shape up in the past, and I am confident that it will bring me around this time. Monday was upper body resistance training. I worked my pecs, biceps, triceps, shoulders, etc. It went really well. Until 3 AM Tuesday morning, that is. That is when I woke to a raging pain in my left arm and shoulder. I began slamming down the ibuprofen, and it is a bit better.

Yesterday was cardio. I loved it. Hitting the treadmill leaves me feeling energized - seriously. Today was lower body.

I have to tell you, I am praying my arm pain will subside some before I hit upper body again on Friday. Mrs. Frankly tells me, "you're not twenty-five anymore." I guess she is right.

Did I mention I am tanning, too. Now that is another story altogether.