So I am dying today. Last night, like a moron, I worked out with my trainer, Trevor. It was hard. We did arms and cardio. I felt like I got a lot out of it. I'm really trying to lose weight so I also did an additional 30 minutes busting my butt on the elliptical. Then, here's where apparently I exercised my brain into a whittled mass of nothingness (which is what I want to do to my abs and my ass) I decided playing indoor soccer for the first time in about 5 years would be a good idea.

ARE YOU FREAKIN KIDDING ME??? I literally feel like my muscles, all over my body, are screaming at me, are trying to kill me from the inside out. It's fairly excruciating, especially when I rememeber that I'm on the third floor and that it will be worse tomorrow and I have another session with Trevor, which will focus on legs.