Killer Workout. There's nothing more satisfying than working out you biceps, which is why they are called the glamour mucles, I suppose.
It's a vanity thing, but you can tell you've worked out your biceps more than any other part of your body. This is what Hans and Franz meant when they said "We're going to...Pump...You up, you girly man!
My heart rate was in "the zone" for a good amount of this workout. I got messed up in the end where I had to take a phone call and it screwed up my workout. I finished it, but the last 6 minutes didn't have the usual cumulative effect.
The muscles confusion is excellent. My body was not ready for this. I struggled with the bands again and if I could afford a decent (or any condition) pair of dumbbells, I would buy them right now.
I've been hungry the past two days and I think I gained a pound back. Oh, well. I keep telling myself it's not about the scale. I feel I look 100 times (er, 10 times?) better already and I feel healthy. That's the most important thing at this point.
More later!
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