About the only kind of exercise I’m getting these last few weeks is walking around my house. Walking to my office chair. Walking to the fridge. Walking to the couch. Ad infinitum.
Needless to say I’ve gained 80 100 pounds in my gut alone. Apparently that’s my calorie piggy panel or something.
So with all that said, I’ve been using my rowing machine the last several nights or so. I can feel it in my arms. Feel it in my shoulders and back. Feel it in my legs and even my temples.
I feel it all over. Except in my stomach. My stomach is like, “well, I could eat 🤚”