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Today is the worst day of my life...

My arms, are sore. S-O-R-E to the max. I can't even lift my finger to touch my nose without feeling my arm go stiff. Typing this post now, is a nightmare...

It all started 2 days ago. My brother decided it was time to impart his knowledge in weight training to me, the slightly overweight 18 year old. My argument has always been that 'muscles make me heavier' Obviously, that's getting quite old.

So, I decided to take weight loss seriously. The day before my arms gave out, I went swimming. Came home lightly toasted, my back emitting invisible heat waves. Not comfortable at all.

The next day, my bro coaxed me into going to the gym with him, with promises of a better physique. I started to get ideas and imagined myself looking slightly thinner and more buff. I liked it. A lot. So, I started out with a 15 minute stint on the treadmill. My main objective now is to lose the extra baggage before bulking up. No point building up muscles that can't be seen under years of fatty deposits, right?

Next came the weight training. Started off with a few sets of bench presses, with the bar only. Just the bar only weighs 20kgs. Man, my arms didn't like this training at all. After doing 2 sets, they started to tremble. 'Breath in when you flex!' said my brother. Then we did some inclined presses. Twice the fun, four times the pain and agony. Imagine having to lift the 20kg bar while lying down at a 45 degree angle to the bar. I was really about to give up. That was when my bro said you have three more exercises to do. *Sigh*

The session went by with me focusing on the biceps and upper body. By the end, my arms were stiff and in pain. They kept trembling and I was sure they'd just fall off. Thank God its all over.


Wait a minute, this is just the first session! Shit... If I knew losing weight was this hard, I'd have kept the weight off in the first place.

The next day, when my arms were still feeling sore, in all my wisdom, I decided to go play badminton. Wrong choice. After playing for 2 hours, I definitely over-stressed my arms. Waking up today, I couldn't really lift or move them. It's so agonizing to just brush my teeth. I kept letting out groans and moans. Never again, shall I so vigorously wear you out. I promise.


Now I have to make small movements whenever I have to move my hands so as not to stir the pain in my arms. No pain no gain I guess. Arghhh! I had to move the mouse...