The bottoms of my feet--yeah, I know what it's called--are tight from all the non-beer hops, but the good news is that my arms finally don't feel broken after my Eleven Workout last week.
My arms felt so good that I attempted another round of Elevens Sunday after jumping rope. However, after the first few sets, I had to do
As for jumping rope, my skills are woeful. My longest streak of jumping is about three minutes before I break my rhythm and have to restart. Friday's first attempt was an exercise in patience, and I'm happy to say I didn't cut my jump rope into little pieces and set it on fire after the first two minutes full of stops and starts, stops and starts.