Holy freakin' cow, my arms have almost completely lost all functionality since finishing my workout with Misty this morning. Today we did biceps and back, exercises such as various forms of the bicep curl, isometric rows, lat pull downs and...ahem, pull-ups. I had to giggle a little when I saw on the paper with my schedule typed out on it, Misty had put "Pull ups (assisted if needed)". As if I could do them UNassisted! Ha! Okay, I now have a new goal: at least one good pull-up, on my own. I'm not sure how long it will take for me to be able to do it, really, no idea. All I know is that we did the pull-ups first in the workout (using the machine that "helps" you) and moving on to the second set of exercises my arms were already shaking.
The next 50 minutes or so were sort of a blur, as I grunted and groaned my way through the most painful arm workout I've ever done. No joke. I couldn't feel my fingers by the end and the calluses on the palms of my hands have been throbbing all day. My hands are still shaking tonight as I try to lift my soothing cup of Ginger Snappish herbal tea.
What does this mean to me right now? That I have been sorely underestimating my strength and ability to push past what I thought was too hard. I have not been demanding enough of myself. As I was doing the last set of bicep curls using a bar, my muscles were just completely giving out as I tried to slowly lower them for the eccentric contraction and the weight would just "fall" down to my thighs. I kept thinking Misty would see this and say, "Okay, that's enough reps." But nope. Instead, "Just 3 more!" This is how my body is going to change. I can feel that now. I just hope I can keep this level of focus and determination so that when I'm doing all of this on my own, I will be the one saying, "Just 3 more!"