There was a heavy mist all over the city this morning so we never did see a sunrise but there'll be plenty more of them to come. It felt mystical and slightly eerie to be on a deserted beach in thick fog. Our work-out had me feeling pretty warm but when I took my jacket off the cool, damp air put a chill on things pretty quickly.
Stupid Knee was fairly quiet but I did feel the occasional twinge. I'm sitting here with an ice pack on it at present and I will take a Celebrex shortly, but all in all it was pretty co-operative. Practically everyone else in the group has an ache or a pain or an old injury they were moaning about so we're a sad bunch! But we'll get better.
It's tough to put into words just how incredibly happy it makes me feel to know I'm doing my favourite work-out again. It means my weight fluctuations will cease, I'll have more energy and I can get back to running. It even makes the half-marathon feel do-able. Boot camp makes many things possible.