forearm of steel

I've been bugging Scott lately to teach me how to play racquetball. We finally went for the first time last night.

I agreed to playing this sport without really knowing what I was getting myself into. A few of the hazards include: dodging loose balls, running head-first into metal walls, hyperextension of every muscle, etc.

I muscled through the lessons and it really is quite a fun game. You should see my sweet moves.

But as my alarm went off this morning, I could feel something was off. I went to the gym this morning, and as I ran, my right arm was just too tired to stay at a 90 degree angle to my side. This was odd. Then I went over to the regular arm weights that I do. My little forarm was struggling to push the bar forward.

I thought that this was the end of my troubles. I soon found it difficult to perform mundane, everyday tasks, including: applying mascara, controlling a computer mouse, typing, stapling (I can handle stapling two pages together, but three was out of the question).

Now my arm doesn't hurt, but it just feels utterly spent and wants to rest from all its cares today. I was told that I need to go on an all-tuna protein diet to build some muscle. But I have been working out and eating an increased amount of protein - I guess I really just need to step it up a notch!