Waking up on a Sunday seems hard for me.  My whole body aches, like i was all beaten-up, that all my muscles were in pain.  I can hardly stand up and move my arms. My leg and arms were hurting as well as my chest.  They actually call it DOMS.

According to  Wikipedia, Delayed Onset Muscle Soreness (DOMS) is the pain or discomfort often felt 24 to 72 hours after exercising and subsides generally within 2 to 3 days. Once thought to be caused by lactic acid buildup, a more recent theory is that it is caused by tiny tears in the muscle fibers caused by eccentric contraction, or unaccustomed training levels. Since lactic acid disperses fairly rapidly, it could not explain pain experienced days after exercise.

It started last Saturday in the afternoon after i had my first session in the gym.  I woke up so early on a Saturday morning(in which i usually drowned myself in the bed for a deep sleep and wake-up at around 10 to 11 AM for lunch) and took a bath and prepare my bag.  It had been 2 years since i had been in a gym and I was a bit excited about it.  Then I had made a policy for my self, that from now on i would spend my money for the wellness of my being. Thus i decided to enroll my self in a fitness center.  Since it was my first day, my trainer which he calls himself Coach V had been so nice in welcoming me. (but later on transformed into a dubious monster who love seing his minions suffer from pain and hardships eheheheheh) He said that since it was my first day, we had to find out my limits.  We started on a bench press.  The pole alone was a solid metal which weighs 45 lbs.  At first it was easy… then he added 50 lbs on both side which sum up to 145 lbs! F… but thanks to G.. i was able to lift it… then he had this grin on his face and added 10 lbs on both side… then 2.5 lbs… in which i had already raised the white flag.  I took a rest .. drink some cold water.. and mocking him… (your mad.. evil… monster… ehehe just an imagination) then he put me a machine which i forgot its name(eheheheh).. and it went well.. the next test machine went well also… and then when i was doing the squat.. he let me carry a F—ing  175 lbs… i had only made 3 repititions of 5 counts each and i said "Time Out! I need to drink water".. i felt dizzy at that time so i sat for a while… and then i felt the dizziness again.. it seems my world was turning..and my eyes were rolling and slowly closing.. then all of a sudden.. the hot melting magma was bursting out from the depth of my stomach.. (F— i’ll gonna throw-up)… i hold my mouth firmly and ran into the mens room… my left hand holding my mouth from bursting into a messy oblivion while my right hand was trying to open the F—ing locked door.  Again the dizziness came and because of not being so familiar with the place.. i found the nearest open room.. and i hurriedly let my self in.. and i found myself bowing in front of the lavatory and letting the anger of the awaken beast inside me to release it’s terror into the innocent unpolluted and peaceful room… then i feel so relieved.. like i was sleeping on a cloud … while daydreaming, the door suddenly opens and two young beautiful ladies came out of nowhere and there they were infront of me, there were inside the room where i was in … i stared at them and with a  blink of the eye  i remember that the worst had come to me. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! it’s like  the world was crumbling down…. i hear laughter, peopling shouting at me, laughing at me… I wanted to shout, to rip the limbs of those who mocked me… and darkness was filled with light.   FUCK! I was in the Ladies Locker Room!  I was so ashamed and my face turned red and gasp that my mouth had only utter "I’m Sorry!"…. and i felt glad when they responded with "It;s OK"…  then a grin was drawn on their face and giggling as they went to the shower … and after saying that.. the lady attendant went in also.. and was shocked that she immediately asked me.."What are you doing here?" and again i said "I’m sorry…"(with a smile on my face) and she get out… the embarrasment had showed itself infrom of me and i felt so ashamed… that i get out immediately and went to the men’s locker room…  i didn’t know that Coach V was also looking for me in the Men’s locker room.. he even search every shower and toilet room for me…  then i get out.. behaving like none of those shameful events had happened… and we continue…. and "at last the last pit stop!" ( i said to myself)… the thread mill for cardio…TGIO(thank G– its Over)… a 1 hour session is quite not bad at all…