I'm never going to do 250 squats, though.
Let's get you to 100 and see.
I strongly suspect I'm never going to do 100. But stranger things have happened.
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I'm never going to do 250 squats, though.
Let's get you to 100 and see.
I strongly suspect I'm never going to do 100. But stranger things have happened.
I've been thinking about the squat challenge again, and I was thinking about trying again with a pathetically small number, like 5, because starting wherever the challenge started was not a good idea for me.
Huh. My hip hurts too. Steph's post prompted me to go look at the Facebook page, and thence to the video of how to do squats, and...huh. That's not what I thought a squat was. This? I can do this.
So I did! I did 20 skwaats, and ow, so I went and emptied the dishwasher, then I went back and did 10 more.
I did 30 squats, y'all! This is major.
I was thinking about trying again with a pathetically small number, like 5
For real, my quads hurt so much after Day 1 of 25 squats, that I really wished I had started with 10. But it is kind of amazing how quickly you build strength and can add more.
Huh. My hip hurts too.
It took about 3 weeks before I noticed that my hips hurt WAY less. For the record. (Just in case you don't notice any improvement in hip pain right away and decide it's crazy bullshit.)
My hip, oddly, only hurts when I'm lying down, and some nights I have to put on a Salonpas patch to stop the ache so I can sleep. It would be very nice if that stopped happening. I've agreed with myself that I'm going to do the whole 30-day challenge, so we'll see.
For real, my quads hurt so much after Day 1 of 25 squats, that I really wished I had started with 10. But it is kind of amazing how quickly you build strength and can add more.
For me, I have to worry about my knees.
Tea: I'm supposed to be heading out to a wedding in a couple of hours, and I really don't want to go. I knew I wasn't going to want to go when I replied. Why do I keep doing this to myself?
We're going to a birthday party this afternoon that's an "Evil Princess" tea party (it's for an adult). Tim was wondering what to wear, and I flippantly told him to google it. Five minutes later I walk in the living room, and he's got Jilli's Tumblr on his screen.
Five minutes later I walk in the living room, and he's got Jilli's Tumblr on his screen.
All roads lead to Buffistas.
You know how you know you did squats? Stairs.