OK ... so nothing's perfect right?
The lack of perfection revolves around the fact that about 80% of the way through our little meet and greet, the focus of the mission (for me anyway) turned to regulating my breathing so that I didn't spew chunks all over his kettlebell. He didn't really seem fazed, though I might not have noticed as I was kind of focused on the task at hand. Need to figure out whether it was too much water, or too late a lunch or just what exactly.
On extremely positive notes, I'm extremely happy, totally energized, and sore in a way that I've never been. It probably means that my entire muscular system will seize up tomorrow ... time will tell.
Woohoo!
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