First day at the Gym

So yeah, today was my first day at the gym, after 2 days, 7 weeks, 6months and 1 year of mulling over the decision whether or not I should join, well in the end I did! (Obviously. If I didnt, this entry would be of me joining the circus and the title'd be 'First day at the Circus'. But I digress.)

And now, I can't feel my arms. They have somehow ceased to cope with the fact that I've just kicked their asses by making them work like they've never worked before!

"But master, we're tired. We're hungry. And sweaty."
"Silence slave!!! That only the first lift!!! Now, lift that 11 more times!"

That some tough love right there. heh.

Well anyway, nothing much really happened at gym, 'cept that I most sincerely and most honestly find it extremely WRONG for a muscle bound gorilla to actually sing along a song on the radio from, get this, Whitney Houston!!! What the fuckkkk, guy?!?! Seriously?!?!?! *cough*gay!*cough*

Well, thats about it.