Badan Terasa Berat Dan Pegal Novels & Stories

So, Molly turned around again and patiently asked, "Where does it not feel well?" The smile on Sean's face suddenly became brighter. Immediately, his slender fingers pointed to the knee, "Here. I feel sore here." Molly glanced at Sean's knee and breathed a sigh of relief. "This is the knee joint. I guess it was because of the cold weather and rain yesterday. Plus, You have been doing your rehabilitation recently and exercising too much, which causes discomfort. But, it's fine. You should stop the rehabilitation first, and I will prescribe you some medicine. You can also massage your knees a little more regularly."

I massaged my temples and was curious about why Saturday was close to Monday and Monday far from Saturday. Back to my today, I turned on the shower and felt heavy–using my limbs felt like total stress. Can I stay home today? No ass face! I washed my hair and scrubbed my body gently, feeling very lazy and weak in my joints. My breath was hotter than usual as it fanned my mouth.

Jessi put on a smile and used a chipper tone. "Not really, but thanks for being my shock absorber." Shock absorber? "Why? What's up?" "I'm experiencing symptoms." Kel scoffed and crossed her slim arms below her rather flat chest. Her white blouse and slouching posture at the moment made her look skinnier. "Symptoms of what?" Jessi muttered, growing more curious by the second. "Fatigue, nausea, drowsiness at work, my breasts hurt like a bitch. Whole shebang." Kel snickered. "Pun not intended."

Zipporah snuggled her cheeks on warm tough pillows, her neck felt well stationed and she didn’t want to wake up from her comfort spot. The only problem was the thumbing and imbalance her brain felt. It was almost like her bed was walking on a treadmill. She groaned when her knees refused to stretch and her legs felt too light and weak.

I wake up feeling heavy and lethargic, my body refusing to budge from the soft sheets. The warmth of the sun seeps in through the window, casting a soft glow across the room. I blink my eyes, trying to get rid of the sleep that still lingers in them. But even as I sit up, I feel a dull ache in my head. I stretch, trying to ease the tension in my muscles, but it only seems to make it worse. I can feel the soreness in my arms and legs as if I've been working out too hard. But I haven't done anything to warrant this kind of exhaustion.

Timothee wasn’t feeling well that night. The moment she got home, she felt like something wasn’t sitting right at the pit of her stomach. She didn’t exactly know how to describe what she was feeling, but she just wanted to sleep it all out because after all, she might just be tired, especially after working for hours during the day. It might also be because of the anxiety and pressure that she was feeling in her chest that was making her feel as if her body felt heavier than usual.

Paloma I woke up this morning feeling nauseated and tired like I did an heavy job before I slept. It started at the beginning of this week, that is one of the reasons I have been in bed for days. My breast were hurting and I had backaches, maybe it is because my periods are close. I pulled the straps of my nights wear down to stare at my breast. My areola was a little bit darkened, my boobs felt heavy and sore, touching it was out of it, it was too tender for any touch.

Nasa bewang ko ang kamay niya habang inaayos niya ang posisyon ng paa ko pati na rin kung paano ang tamang pag buhat ng barbel. Naka limang subok pa lang ako at ramdam ko na agad ang pag sikip ng mga muscle sa lower abdomen ko. Parang sasakit pa yata ang katawan ko dahil sa biglaang work out ah, isang linggo rin akong hindi naki pag patentero sa kalsada. "Continue doing it Hope, five more and I'll let you do it by yourself." Tumango ako kay Edo at sinunod ang sinabi niya.

While holding my face. I watch the clock, and it's already nine. I was about to stand when I felt a little bit dizzy, and all of my body was aching like I'd been running a marathon the whole day. My head also feels a little bit achy. And my ass felt really pain. "Is it what they call hanging over? [Hello, Sir, Jonathan, can I make up my absence today? ]I said. [Why? Is there something wrong with you?]he said while his voice is so concern.

I replied softly, sitting down across from his desk. He leaned forward slightly, resting his elbows on the desk. “Tell me what brings you in today.” I swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how heavy my body felt. “Well… I’ve been feeling weak, really tired all the time. I eat a lot, and when I wake up with this terrible headache, I notice I put on some weight too, and I feel dizzy. My eyes—” I gestured at my face—“they’ve been puffy for days now. It’s… it’s not good for me, I'm a model and this could affect my career.”