Week Eleven, Day Two
My arms... they burrrrrrrrrn.
We were supposed to go to Kickboxing last night as our "cardio" day. But honestly, we're getting so old that 7-8pm exercise class is like the worst idea ever. I see that and think - omg! That's my bed time. Sigh.
There's always next week...
But it's why I woke up this morning a little irritated. Because I am already worried I'm not getting in enough cardio to offset the weight training. I'm terrified to step on that scale and see either ZERO pounds lost or even worse - that it inched up.
I know I have to let go of this fear of the scale and the numbers and all that - but it's hard.
We shoulders, back and arms today and they burn like a mo fo. So I guess I'm doing something right. :)