Courage for the short shorts, and sad little arms.
The big run for the weekend is going to be tomorrow. It’s a great break for a Sunday, plus it helps me get Chris to the gym on Saturday.
I had planned some light cardio, then some arm and ab work.
My courage came through today, and I wore some tight running shorts that I’ve been toying with wearing since getting them at a great 50 cent price at a garage sale this summer. I wasn’t sure if they’d be good for long runs or not, and that is still something I have to find out.
For some reason the elliptical machine cut me off at 10 minutes instead of 15. So I got on the treadmill for another 5. Good start to trying out the new tight shorts for running, though I’ll probably try them for a longer (4 to 5 mile) run sometime next week before taking them for a long run.
I did some ab work, then on to my pitiful arms. Actually, my biceps aren’t so bad. It’s the triceps. They’re so sad. I did some work on both. I was slightly miffed when I discovered my right bicep is ridiculously less strong than my left. When I got home, I think I discovered the main culprit. I shred cheese with my left hand. I tried shredding with my right…it didn’t work. Going to have to find a way to get my right side working hard.