Well, so far so good. I figured out that my plantar fasciaitis still kicks in when I do kickboxing, so no more Tae Bo until I can figure that out. If you haven't experienced that joy of exercise, good for you. For the rest of us, it is when the sheet of muscle on the sole of your foot decides it doesn't like you anymore and tries to retreat up your calf. Not pleasant...and apparently doesn't respond well to bare feet, orthotic insoles or worn out tennis shoes. I guess I have to shell out for some better shoes.
So instead of kickboxing I did another 20 on the elliptical, and found out another thing. I did all 20 minutes on level 10 (extreeeeme!). So I either have legs of titanium (doubtful...see previous post) or the batteries are wonky and don't control the resistance. Add D batteries to my shopping list.
All in all, I think it's important to keep up the good work. So what if my elliptical thinks I'm Wonder Woman...at least something does ;-)
By the way, I didn't mention earlier my extreme dislike for scales. So I doubt I will be posting "weight loss" results. I have a scale...I just don't like them. Numbers are scary and my ability to fit in my clothes is a much better indicator of what level of fluffy I am at.
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