I will be blogging my awful road adventures this weekend, but right now I'm going to discuss my hardcore workout...and that is a lie.
I have a gazelle. It isn't mine...one of those things a roommate left. It's my best friend being that the lower half of my body is Sir Mix-a-Lot's dream.
This is my first day back with my friend, Gazelle. Being sick and feeling like dying had knocked me off of it for months. I read that the disease I'm possibly diagnosed with deteriorates muscles, so I have invested in protein shakes and decided to make more time to do something.
At first, I was like a big headed baby trying to walk, wobbling and bobbling as if I didn't really know how to use my feet. After a minute or so, it came back and I was gliding and on a roll.
I only spent about 20 minutes with G but I felt fantastic!!!
What I'm wondering is:
Is eating a peep post workout counter productive? In my defense, it was on top of the protein shake and fell as if to say I needed it. And it was only one...
I ate the rest of the pack yesterday....
Just sayin...
