Friday, August 24, 2007

A Sore Spot

This morning I woke up sore. Very. Sore.

Racquetball last night was pretty intense and I think I went a little overboard. My right shoulder is killing me today. I have taken some Tylenol hoping it will help.

I always like that soreness you feel the day after some good exercise. It is confirmation that you made your body work and that is a good thing but this seems more like pain as opposed to soreness.

This morning I woke up in pain. That describes it better.

I am really looking forward / not looking forward to weigh in tomorrow. There is a part of me that says, “George you did really good this week. You are still a chunky ninja but you are on your way to slim ninja soon.” The other part of me says, “hey lard ass, you still had a couple of dinners that you didn’t count the points for so you know you effed it up. I hope you kept those sweat pants since that is all you can fit in, Chubinja!”

Yikes, I hate it when that part of me speaks up.

I will leave it to the scale to decide.

Until tomorrow my friends. I promise (as always) to let you know how much I lose or gain.

Lose. I meant just LOSE!


Shannon said...

A couple of uncounted meals does not a lard ass make.

Vivian said...

You are amazing. While I am sure this feels like the never ending journey, you will get there. You ARE George, Ninjabetic Extraordinaire!

Scott K. Johnson said...

Just watch the trend man. Each individual weigh in might be off by a few pounds, depending on water weight and such - don't trip out on it.

With that being said, if the scale does you wrong, karate chop the shit out of it...