I don't know why I thought getting a new body would be painless. I did an ab class yesterday at the gym. I flubbed on some of the moves but mostly I did everything. At the end of the class I had a most STUPENDOUS wedgie. But other than that, I survived. I was told to expect soreness in the morning. Morning came and I felt good. No pain. At 2:12 p.m. it hit. What an unusual time for my body to admit it is suffering. I'm so sore right now that I think I must have left a piece of myself on that mat. What did I think was going to happen, I'd escape this, I dunno, I must have thought I was a superhero or something. I mean I know all the theory behind exercise. You are getting your heart rate up and tearing your muscles so that they can heal again, but stronger next time. Ha! Tell that to the back of my neck, my shoulders and my thighs. I'm not a throbbing sack of humanness though, so I guess I will do it again. Tonight I'm just doing about 45 mins of cardio. I want to let my body know that I mean bid-ness!

Ta Ta!