After what must be two months or so, I went to the gym again. Ishaan, who was enthused at the idea of me in a gym after reading the original I Am A Wussie took me jogging. After the jog, we went into a gym, where he subjected me to cruel and inhuman punishment.
On the other hand, Ishaan was definitely better than that so-called trainer Vinod at the India Tennis Centre gym, whose idea of fun seems to be making newbies jog on a treadmill, expel all air from their lungs, and then subject them to calisthenics. After that he makes them work on their legs. Since that regrettable experience I have been informed that ARMS COME FIRST!
Anyway, Ishaan put me through a much more balanced routine, involving weights, pull-ups, and other such. I woke up feeling uncomfortably numb in my left arm. I’m supposed to go again today, so by tomorrow the pain should have spread to the right arm too.
Does anybody else think I’m going to unreasonable lengths in my quest to not be a voosie?