I went to a Body Pump class on Saturday, which involves a lot of grunting, using weights to tone one's arms and legs to the beat of a techno song. The teacher was very scary: she would shout at me not to stop, tell me to make deeper squats and ask me to add more weights to my bar.
Today, two days later, I still feel like I 've been severely beaten by 40 robbers. It's even hard to press on the clutch and open the door to my house. I won't even mention what new sensations shampooing created.
Thanks Kimo who's soon going back to Nagoya (lucky duck) and Astrogirl who would go to a Starbucks with me, for posting on my map!