D-O-M-S

D-O-M-S

Delays Onset Muscle Soreness.

My official diagnosis

Here's how it went down....

Sunday: Rocked an all women's triathlon. Feelin' sassy!

Monday: Still feeling sassy

Tuesday: wake up early to train my first client!! I LOVE IT! I hope she does too! I really couldn't ask for a better first client. She is amazing! She works hard, she's sweet, she's fun to work with! Sat in on a Pilate's class to learn the class format for when I begin teaching it next week. That evening I subbed a spin class and got to chat with a TEAM in Training Tri coach. She may have talked me into doing a Tri with the team.

Side note: still feeling sassy.

Wednesday: I stay home with Wes who is running a fever, complains of tummy ache, and in general whines throughout the day. I feel bad for him and we do a lot of cuddling. I notice that the longer I lay on the couch with him the stiffer I become. In my head I think....no big deal, I teach spin tonight and I'll workout any kinks in class.

So I head to class.

I get in the room, get it all set up, and people start to filter in. I hop on the bike and begin warming up while people file in and fill the bikes. The longer I pedal....the more sore I become.        Uh-oh.

On two different occasions I hear myself huffing and puffing into the microphone. I adjust the mic. By the time class is over, I have completely soaked through my shirt and the bike has big drip marks from my sweat. Yuk. My legs.....toast. My back....toast. I am exhausted!

Today: I get to rise and shine to work with my awesome client again this morning. She brightens my day! I head to yoga to learn the class format for when I take it over in July. The Yoga...helps. Nice long stretches in all the right spots. I am hoping a good night's sleep tonight will do the trick!