Sore muscles, lose pants, reading nutritional content labels...not drinking beer! Who am I and where the heck are those little red shoes? At least the Tin Man had grease zerks in his joints. My knee and ankle could sure handle a couple of those right now. Week three hasn't been completely foreign, I spent a little more time with my old friend 'sofa'. The old rusty frame has needed some maintenance. I think all that sweat is seizing up the mechanisms, or maybe it's the last 10 years of neglect. Naaaa...I know, beer is like my body's synthetic and I'm a few quarts low. I'm realizing that I might need a shade more down time than I anticipated. With the loss of weight and the repetitive intensity of the OTF workouts it seems my heart and lungs are much stronger and I recover from high heart rates faster. So glad my heart and lungs are on the fast track, pretty sure my muscles and joints are still back in Kansas. The faster recovery means working harder to reach and remain in those magical zones, requiring even more out of the muscles and joints. Hopefully they get together at some point but I'm afraid it could be a little while. I am definitely in unfamiliar territory but I like it here. Hopefully there are no flying monkeys.