On Sunday, Robert and I had a row-off at the gym.
A row-off, just in case you were wondering, is where you race each other on rowing machines that are connected wirelessly.
I lost. By about 45 meters in a one thousand meter race.
But really, considering how fit Robert is, I think I did pretty well. Especially since that was after we hit the treadmill.
I had done a 2,000 meter rowing workout on Saturday, so when I woke up on Monday my back was stiff. I worked out anyway and then went to Zumba that afternoon. So I was really, really sore on Tuesday.
I finally gave in and took some Tylenol on Tuesday night before bed.
Best. Night's. Sleep. Ever.
I didn't make it to the gym today and I really missed going. My back, however. was eternally grateful.