No, not that kind of arms
The kind that are attached to your body. One of my goals for this year, besides learning to do a pullup, is to tone up my arms. I’ve been cleaning, sweeping, pushupping, rowing, curling, lifting and snatching until I think my shoulders and elbows are going to explode. They don’t, of course, and the payoff is that I have muscles. Well, I’ve always had muscles, but now I can see them,too. There’s still a little bit of a batwing, and probably always will be because I spent so so so many years overweight. Youngsters – start now if you’re going to get healthy and strong. Skin really does lose some of its elasticity as you get older.
That’s a 26 pound kettle bell. It was extremely awkward trying to press it up and take a picture at the same time. Check out the silly cartoon taped to the mirror in upper right hand corner. It cracks me up.
Just for grins? Here’s the gang I work with. We were taking a picture to give to our administrative assistant, who has been offered a super swell job and has decided to pursue it. Left to Right, Back to Front in a circle: Mooreman, Scooter, JB, Kips, BP, Bones, Solly and me, Chef. Nicknames in our company are courtesy of Scooter…our nameplates on the office doors have our nicknames, not our real names. Just another thing that makes working here super fun.
Admire your own muscles. Keep the Faith.