Today, for the first time in my adult life, I did a deadlift. I actually did several of them, under the close direction of a Starting Strength coach. I also, for the first time in my life, did a bench press with a barbell. That was easier... no, it was simpler. Less body parts moving in concert with less timing. Easy evaporated around the third rep, and never came back.
I did not do a squat. The folks I'm paying very good money to be experts think I need to work on leg presses before I try to attempt a squat.
Very sadly, unlike scrawny 18-year-olds who can get away with drinking a gallon of milk and eating a loaf of bread a day, I am advised to up my protein and keep my carbs low for now. I was so looking forward to more bread...
Right now, though, I'm looking forward to a bath filled with epsom salts. I am going to be so sore tomorrow.
And then Friday I'm going to do it again.