Friday night at the gym. A little bit of back and shoulders, some legs and triceps. Now some unidentified muscles are raising their voices, reminding of their existence. In Swedish it’s called träningsvärk (literally meaning “exercise pain”), the English version DOMS (delayed onset muscle soreness) is somewhat longer, but just as descriptive. Sweet pain! At least I’m not walking like a duck today.
The gym is conveniently placed in the office. It’s cheap (under 10€/month + friends can tag along for free) and it’s OK (not very big but it has most necessary tools, except kettlebells. Unfortunately it’s closed during weekends). I have at least two gym buddies and the training program is ready. Only the cardio needs to be planned*, then I’m pretty much ready to go.
*One of the most fun parts of working out is actually the planning