A big ass in motion stays in motion.

All week I've been wanting to start lifting weights again and today I finally did. I had a little extra motivation, both of the good treadmills at Big Iron were being used so it was either lift or do the stairs. Yeah.

I didn't do anything too exciting. First I did 3 sets each of the vertical chest press, pec fly and dumbell front raises. Then I did 4 sets each of incline presses, tricep pushdowns and side raises.

I didn't plan on doing 4 sets. One of the owners of Big Iron, Rick, was hovering around while I was doing my workout and at one point he told me that he wanted to see my "big ass moving a little faster". Or something along those lines. I told him that it took a lot of energy to get my big ass moving. He then told me that I couldn't be very tired if I have the energy to talk back so ONE MORE SET!!

It's funny, a friend of mine said "this is why we go to Big Iron" and he is right. Had I gone to Gold's today, I might not have lifted weights. Even if I had, I certainly wouldn't have done an extra set (I might not have even done three) because nobody there would be hanging around the equipment looking for somebody to harass.

I feel good right now, but my warm fuzzies for Rick and Big Iron may be gone tomorrow when the delayed onset muscle soreness kicks in.