A friend of mine came to workout and asked if I would help him with an exercise. Why not? I have to ask people at the gym for help all the time, good karma right?
Well this exercise he had was tough, he was grunting and groaning and I was laughing. He was doing bicep curls and I was holding the bar down so he couldn't pick it up. Basically, he was pulling against me so he had to engage the bicep the entire time. I think I laughed to much because when he finished his first set he said I just had to try one set.
I told him I was going to put his picture on my blog...sorry its blurry, I couldn't support the weight of my 4 oz. phone.
So I sat at the bicep curl table and went for it. I could not believe how hard this was. I could hardly get the bar to move. I do a lot of workouts where you have to work against someone else, sprints and pulls, but never anything with weights. He was evil to me....this is the first time I have ever wanted a boy to go easy on me just because I am a girl.
I ended up doing all 3 sets of the bicep curls. Why?!?!?!? I have no idea. Today I regret that I even helped him do the curls. I should have just gone home. I saw him at the gym this morning, I just made a fist and asked him to run into it because I couldn't pick my arm up high enough to punch him in the face!
I got to the gym twice today, I swam a little bit this morning to workout some of the soreness in my arms, then tonight I did some half training on the elliptical. I got 5 whole miles this afternoon....cant wait to actually run on solid ground.
I just had to share the workout and hope for a little bit of sympathy for my poor, never be the same again, arms!