I Hurt

When: Last Tuesday Morning

Where: 24 Hour Fitness

What: Squats

Why: Good Question

So, last Tuesday morning I was at the gym, doin' my normal routine,

when suddenly, I felt the desire to change it up.

All the shallow, superficial magazines that I oh-so-love

to read while at the gym,

have all these articles about getting in shape for Summer.

So naturally, I felt the pressure to push myself a little bit harder that morning.

I looked across the gym at all the intimidating equipment,

and I picked my poison.

The big 'ol scary squat machine thing.

I figured that big boy would do the job and just that one exercise would be enough.

So I headed to that forbidden area of the gym, where only the meat heads tend to be.

(no offense)

Luckily the gym wasn't crowded since it was still morning time.

So I stared at the empty squat bar, trying to decided how much weight I should add.

I figured I had been able to do lunges in the past with 2 five pound weights, so that should be about right.

So I skipped over the big 'ol 45 pounders, and graciously put on my 5 pound weights;

one on each side.

I took a second to admire how the big scary weight machine looked kind of cute with the little baby weights and proceeded to get my pump- as my friend Joe would say.

1 set of ten.

Not bad.

Another set of ten.

Startin' to feel the burn.

I decided after my 4th set I was done.

40 seemed like a good number.

I left the gym that day feelin' pretty good about myself.

...gettin' in shape for summer...

...doing a big boy work out...

yeah, I'm cool.

But then yesterday, when I went to get out of bed,

OWWIE!!!

My legs hurt so baaaaad.

Like seriously, it felt like my legs were going to die!

Oh the pain!

I thought my poor legs would feel better this morning.

WRONG.

So today while I was on campus, I looked like a goober as I walked to all my classes.

I realized that if I bent my legs while walking, it hurt more than if I tried to keep them as straight as possible.

So that's what I did.

Along with walking really slow everywhere.

And Hoovering over that hand rails as I walked up and down flights of stairs.

The worst part was when my legs would lock or buckle and I'd almost fall.

Actually, the worst part was when I had to go to the bathroom.

Why are toilet seats so low?