I have been working out pretty hard these past few months. On the way, I have developed a bit of a nagging quasi pain in my right knee. It’s not the “oh, dear, I can’t walk cause the pain” kind of pain. It’s more of the “oh, dear, my I feel my knee, and it’s letting me know that it’s there” kind of pain. I definitely don’t want it to work into a full blown “I dear, my knee really hurts and I can’t bear weight on it” kind of pain. So, I am being rather careful.
The BD will ask me compulsively how my knee is feeling. We have cut down the cardio and I am doing at least half of it on the recumbent bicycle. May I just interject here that I do not like the recumbent bike?
I did my cardio last night and this morning, my knee let me know it was there as I climbed the stairs to the gym.
As we walked around the track between weight exercises, the BD said,
You don’t wear heels do you?
Ok, I know where this conversation is going!
Huh, well, sort of.
Then she proceeded to tell me no more heels.
I have given up refined sugar and white flour.
Now, she wants to take my heels?
Are you kidding me!
Seriously, I don’t have enough cute…cute being the operative word….flats or low heel shoes to go with my work clothes. And let’s face it; some outfits just don’t work with flats.
They just don’t.
And that just it!
I don’t know what I am going to do.
New wardrobe and shoes to match??
Sounds like a shopping trip in store for me soon.
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