i just got back from my training with susan (AKA xena, warrior gymnast), and boy, are my legs/arms/"abs"/back/chest tired! ba dum dum.

it was pretty crazy, being that i've never experienced a full-fledged gym workout before. i was really self-conscious at first, walking from machine to machine in my green security jacket and track pants while all these buff young studs strutted around in muscle shirts and spandex bicycle shorts high-fiving each other. and xena starting me off on 30 lbs. of resistance didn't really help me look like i knew what i was doing. but somewhere around my two reps on the tricep pull, i stopped caring. i was sweating and grunting and having a pretty damn good time. in other words, the endorphins kicked in.

i feel tired. very tired. but also very pleased with myself. it's bound to not last long.