I remember feeling by the end of the day of my first work out with my trainer John AKA Billy Blanks that I would be extremely sore. I am so familiar with this feeling and can't say that I love it but I can't say that I hate it either. Ultimately I spent my weekend in recovery from my outpatient work out and probably took my pain and suffering out on my family. So much for work out endorphins, because my attitude really wasn't all that great. I think the only thing I could be happy about was that I didn't have to work out for 3 more days.
To recuperate I took a hot bath, stretched a lot and drank water. What else can you do but tug on the toilet seat with your oohs and ouches as you crouch down? I did however feel better by Monday and was only slightly sore. I felt like it would be possible to work out by tomorrow which is my next boot camp class.
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