The Urge to Purge

When I arrived home last night, I was excited to perform my first real kettlebell routine. Not wanting to overdo it, I planned for at most, a 20 min session. After the first 6 sets of 2-hand swings, my heart was pumping up at 90% of max, my shoulders were hanging in strong and I felt grounded. Should I stop now and not overdo it? Then I thought to myself, WWAD? I then proceeded to do 1-arm swings - 3 sets, right then left. At the end of the 3rd set, my shoulders were getting tired. I started my 4th set, but the shoulder joints didn't appreciate that. Arnold always trained smart! No need to risk injury, when the Beast is always waiting for another workout. When I was done, I felt a nice sense of exhaustion flowing through my body. This exhaustion then slowly began to transform itself into a feeling of nausea. I hadn't thought I'd push it nearly too far, but then again, I have no basis to judge. I'll find out this weekend when the Beast and I tangle again. As the evening wore on and the discomfort fading I again thought to myself, Arnold would be proud!