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Tuesday, November 07, 2006 


I finally hauled my sorry ass to the gym after 2 solid months of loafing around. The excuse being my state of jet lag and a mini surgery in the southern region.

Yea, rite.

Needless to say, I was waaaaay out of shape. I only lasted 12 minutes on the treadmill, 5 minutes of level 5.5 brisk walking and 5 minutes of light jog at level 7.5. Brisk walking at 5.5 for 2 mins followed by 8 minutes of intense run at 9.0 x 2 reps was my norm. Even the free weights felt like gunny sacks of rice. Oh, the shame, the shame.

I punished myself for 60 minutes before dragging my battered body home. This morning I woke up to muscle aches most likely to last another day or two.

I can’t believe I’m actually paying for this. :P

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