I am so sore. I took a class at the gym yesterday. Squats. Dips. Pushups. Bicep Curls. Kicks. That about sums up the class nicely. I try to avoid lifting heavier weights in fear of bulking up, but the instructor said minimum 10lbs. I know that's not much, but when you're doing a lot of reps, it can get HEAVY.
Let me first disclaim what I'm going to say next by reminding you that korean "she-jang" clothes are not made from very good material and that my shirt was old by this time.
I got this button down shirt in Korea 5 years ago when I went to visit after high school. Being a relatively new, young, working professional, I didn't have very many work clothes. But one of my outfits was that button down shirt with a sweater vest over it.
Well, I was wearing my outfit, typing away at my cubicle when I felt a need to stretch my arms. I lifted my arms for a stretch when I heard the unmistakeable ZZZZRRRPPP! My shirt split down the middle. Man... talk about feeling like the Incredible Hulk. I was super embarassed and hope no one heard anything. All I remember thinking is, "I'm so glad I'm wearing this vest right now."
This is why I try to avoid lifting heavy weights. Well, this and just being stocky all my life. Light on the weight, more reps is what people tell me. I'm trying to stick by that rule.
My sister can still kick my butt in arm-wrestling though. Don't know where she hides her muscles, but she's tiny.
Friday, May 13, 2005
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HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!
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