After the hardcore gym sesh on Wednesday night and a decent lunchtime gym sesh less than 12 hours later on Thursday’s lunch hour, I skipped gymming on Friday because, well, I took the day off work (my judge wasn’t going to be there and I didn’t feel like floating). Plus I was so sore my armpits hurt. Did you guys know there’s a muscle in there?! Showering on Friday morning, I noticed this on my shoulders:

Was I the victim of a wolverine attack?

Really. These photos don’t even do the lines justice. They’re deep maroon under my skin. I’d forgotten that the Standing Calf Raise, putting heavy pressure on my shoulders, causes the seams of my shirt and sports bra strap to burst capillaries. Maybe I should lighten up the weight and just do more reps. Nah. Waste of time.

I tried on a bunch of my old swimsuits Friday afternoon to check for fit, to see if I need to buy new ones for an upcoming watery vacation. I took documentary photos, which actually do further show the results of the gymming on my body overall, but I’m not sure I have the nerve to post them. I’ll think about it.