Strength and Sculpt, Part 3

Ugh, this class is such a (beeeeeeeep). Sorry, trying to clean up my profanity when I discuss exercising. I went to this class with a full on migraine. I’m talking pulsating head, a stomach that felt like it was going to heave at any moment, and an aura of dread emanating from me. I took two Excedrin, crossed my fingers, and prepared to enter the seventh circle of Hell. Hell took the form of two to five pound weights and an excess of arm exercises. I’m shocked that my limbs didn’t fall off though they did refuse to cooperate at