day one done

Headed down to YG for first day workout. I could sound all tough and say it was easy...but I cannot jump rope to save my life. As is my modus operandi,I blamed my cheap rope, but then I switched with Patrick and he was jumping fine with it, though his was definitely easier to use. But no, it was me, 100%.
Squats were doable, pushups I managed to get through, situps hurt. Did I mention my complete inability to do more than 30 jumps in a row? I already have a new excuse to add to the list: no rhythm!
Also I probably should have eaten dinner by now...had some of P's awesome green chili for lunch - half normal portion! - because I forgot all my tax paperwork and had to go home to get it all, and a seriously excellent apple about 4ish, but then I left work early to see my accountant and then went straight to YG so somehow did not manage to fit dinner in. Not good, but also not abnormal as I often skip a meal. I suspect Patrick will have something to say about that.
Anyway one day down - w00t! - and finished with what will be my weekly photo, in a pose second only Blue Steel which I call Bust-a-Gut. No secrets here kids! Watch our protagonist turn from meekly Wall Street geek into a hulking specimen of manly...man. Or at least see photos of him on the internets that hopefully shan't be too embarassing a decade from now.