So I was rather sore this weekend.
First, on Thursday night I had my first weightlifting session at my gym. It was the first real exercise my arms have gotten in a long time because up until recently I was under doctor’s orders not to do any serious lifting because of the repetitive-stress injuries in my wrists and shoulders. Those injuries have finally healed enough to allow me to start working out, but boy was I surprised to find out how out of shape I had become.
When I reached up to get my bag down off the lockers after my workout, I found my arm simply wouldn’t go higher than my neck. My hand just flapped helplessly by my ear while I tried to lift it higher.
And yes, I was thoroughly sore for days after. Clearly, I’ve got a lot of work ahead of me.
Second, my wisdom teeth are really bothering me. I have one that is pointing outward and rubbing against my cheek that simply has to go. On Friday, I started applying clove oil to numb the pain, which made me walk around smelling like potpourri. Then, on Sunday, I switched over to benzocaine, (bought over the counter as Anbesol), which works a lot better.
I have a dentist’s appointment in the morning. These spare molars cannot go soon enough.