the crook of my good arm
My left arm hurts like hell.
This may bear some explanation. I won't go into too much detail though, so you'll be needing to read between some lines.
For a long time, I have been a rather tough bastard, generally without any sort of strength training. And I have no interest in really changing that, as I have no intention of returning to fighting. Now, more than ever, I find that I have no need or want to throw myself against anyone for amounts of cash that are, let's face it, sad. Besides, I want to keep myself as pretty as I can manage for Nicki. This is hard, as I am no exactly Adonis.
Getting back on point, despite my fighting abilities, I have found myself rather lacking in overall arm strength. I seem to recall being able to easily pick up others at one time, now I seem to strain quite a bit. So, as this has made me a tad unhappy with myself, I have begun working my arms out. Weight lifting, mainly, as I likely only need to tone the muscles back to their previous glory. Maybe a little more though, as I may have a desire at one point in the future to lift a certain person up. For 'recreational' purposes, of course.
And now, my left arm is aching like a bitch. Such is the price one must pay, yes?