I often say that I feel "like a truck ran over me" when I get up in the morning (I'm hoping the sleep study will help fix that). But Shannon and I took the kids to the YMCA this morning and I worked out with her for the first time in ages. We did the whole workout routine and played some basketball. By the time we were done I was absolutely spent (not that it took much).
We got into the van to go back home and Shannon asked, "So, do you still feel like a truck ran over you?" I looked at her with weary eyes and moaned, "More like I ran away from the truck first… then it ran over me."
I'm guessing that you have to go to the gym more than once to start feeling the positive effects.
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