Lord help me. Kyle forgive me. I’m working hard on getting into the swing of this. The gym had to take a pass today. Despite a half-day of work, I had to attend to some business at the airport that included picking up my visiting niece.
OK, so I skipped this one. I should have been up on the bike for an hour. Truthfully, I know I have six routines in seven days so I can recover (especially since I started a day earlier than intended). No excuses, I know. But there is this growing stiffness in my pectoral muscles that indicates I’m going to be in pain from a lack of stretching. So Kyle if you’re reading this, remember those old theology classes. Say a prayer for me that I don’t fall flat before I really get started.
We’ll pick up again tomorrow.