Curl like a girl

Another tough day…

Combining a 6 mile run with a chest and biceps work-out was never going to be a good idea but I just about survived and am already planning a ten-mile run for Saturday.

The run was particularly unpleasant. However, I did manage to do a very quick 6 miles (52 mins 22 seconds) and was then somewhat deflated by Trevor’s inability to comprehend that this was the second fastest I had ever run this distance. A long and complex discussion took place about the validity of claiming a PB against a 10km race….but which time I had the bar loaded up and was trying to bench press successfully.

I worked through the chest workout with gritted teeth and then threw myself into the bicep part of the workout. I hate biceps. Mine don’t seem to work and I curl like a girl. There is no slow build up of burn when I train biceps and it goes from ‘this is ok,’ to ‘oh, my god, I am gonna cry, this hurts so much,’ in a few reps. I have christened this day’s training as Not Leg Day. However, I made it to the end of the session ok and was soon back at home, sitting on the kitchen floor feeling like I had just had nine bells kicked out of me. It took me about an hour to take off my t-shirt but after some food and some water I was soon back to feeling just moderately sore and unhappy.