Feeling way fresher and more lively than is healthy for a Sunday afternoon, so naturally I had to jump at the opportunity when Rasa offered a ride to gympa tonight. (This comment is intended mostly just to goad Boris a bit, he is advocating for me to take a rest day. And I will.)
Another hard effort, which I could tell because my puddle of sweat became dangerously slippery well before the Brittney Spears song. Arm didn't hurt too much all day, not even during pushups and dips, so perhaps it's finally on the mend.
The Linné crowd was smaller tonight, both because there were only two others and because those two others were
Rasa (we need to work on her posting) and
Cat T :)