That's right...I said it. I don't have scientific data to back this claim, but my own body wouldn't lie about it.
The other day, Abby asked me to exercise with her. "Ok" I said eagerly..."What would you like to do?"
"Jumping jacks" she replied.
As she began jumping around, arms and legs flailing about without rhythm or reason, I smugly told her "No honey, like this"
I stood straight, arms at my side...she did too.
I jumped up, opened my stance and raised my arms to the sky in one fluid motion, like the seasoned "jumping jacks pro" that I am...only....just my right arm made it into the air. My left stopped about mid way up as my shoulder screamed out in protest.
As I recoiled and grabbed my shoulder, I calmly told her "I'm done" and walked away with my throbbing shoulder injury.
Strong shoulders are overrated.
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