No, that's not my porn name, I just feel like I've been a bad boy lately. I've skipped out of the gym four days in a row (well, one if count the number of days I've actually been at work to use the gym). So today I punished myself. I ran.
Well, it was more like a wheezing, loping jog-and-walk than a run, but I tried. I felt pretty good when I finished my shower and had a semi-healthy lunch. About an hour later I stood up and nearly cried. The punishment worked. My legs are sore. Honest Gym-Rat God, I'll do my best to workout tomorrow. Please don't give me cramps. Please don't make me sore tomorrow when I wake up.