Everything hurts, but it’s fine

a Tuesday like all the others

Man, this was a hard day. After last night workout where I had the great idea to do a full body session, my body almost gave up, literally. I was dizzy, muscle were twitching and I had couple nausea moments.

But I was happy, no. I was proud of what I did. Proud that I pushed myself for a true goal. Not too look good, not to be more attractive. To be stronger to protect the one I love. This was my first step toward that goal.

Yes, this morning everything was sore. I had a hard time waking up and moving. But I respected my schedule. I even went to work, in office.

That being said, I realize that even the basic of exercise shown in my course weren’t all meant for someone like me. I had to tone it down a little. So I did what every person with ChatGPT did. I asked for a tailored workout for the couch potatoe I was.

It doesn’t replace a coach or professional insights, but it can give the baseline until my body is ready for more. You can’t start a car that haven’t moved for years and expect to go smoothly.