Last night after work I went for a 4km run on the treadmill.
It was okay, I felt pretty good, except that the balls of my feet were burning right from the word go.
After that I went to Bootcamp.
Let’s definte Bootcamp, shall we?
Let me chuck as many mean exercises as I can think of at you, and then make you run to ‘recover’ after them.
It was pretty tough, but fun. My abs wanted to kill me at the end of it.
Two for two! Two workouts two days in a row! Nice!
After Bootcamp I watched Mat play volleyball and then we headed over to my aunt and uncles for tea, and went home, showered, and straight to bed. I was out like a light at 9:30pm!
Unfortunately, I forgot to roll, scrunch and stretch, and this morning my Plantar Faciitis (PF) was acting up something fierce! I guess that’s what I get for being complacent: a firm reminder that I need to take care of my feet or I am not going to be able to walk the next day.