Muscles and Me

Don't tell anybody, but I am a very weak person.  Although, my core audience already knows it, I hate admitting that I have no strength whatsoever in my body.  That's one way of saying that, basically, I am an amoeba floating through life.  Today, I encountered a challenge that made me feel 8000 times better about myself.  I moved couches.  Hard to believe, isn't it?  Now I know they don't look heavy, but boy, do they do a work on your arms and legs.  All that lifting and pulling.  I'm amazed I still had strength to type, as pitiful as that sounds.  My muscles are all jittery, like they always get after they try heavy lifting.  I was able to move the couches though, which makes me feel happy.  Maybe I'm not that hopeless after all.