My damn legs are killing me. They always seem to be recouping from a work out.
Today was a physical work day for me. Sometimes I’m in the office, sometimes I’m in the field installing stuff. Today was spent climbing up and down a 24’ extensioin ladder, man handling 200# glass panels for some skylites. I wanted to get the job done today so tomowrow I could get an easy day and have something left for the scheduled night ride at Rosaryville.
Instead of getting home and vegging like I deserve I went into the basement and worked out.
I finally got around to testing the legs on the leg press to see how the operated leg compares to the good one. Well, I didn’t learn a whole lot.
The good leg can max out more, but the other can push out more reps.
So I learned crap.
I always get that workout "buzz" going where once I start I feel better and than just push everything like normal. Afterwards I could barely make it up the stairs to get a shower in.
Oh yeah, I’m the picture of youth and fitness.