I couldn’t go to the gym the past week because I was busy with Hassan. I went yesterday. I caught up with the stretching class, it was good. I liked it. A lot of stretching involved but no sweating, aham shay. I would attend this class again and again, it was fun. Next I got on the treadmill, walked for 15-20 min. Left the gym to pick up my dress (I’m invited to a wedding party, I wish I took some Arabic dance classes), tried it on and it was too long so they took it for another alteration. Today I have to go there again. Tomorrow’s the wedding, I barely have time. After that I had to go to the co-op, looked desperately for cucumbers, there was nothing left but a couple of weird looking cucumbers. The guy told me, you’re late! It was only 10pm! Anyways finished from there and went back home. As soon as I finished eating dinner I noticed my right foot hurt me and then I could scarcely walk on it. I think I strained, it’s my damn trainers! I massaged it with a muscle reliever, thought the pain will go away by tomorrow. It didn’t. I painfully walked on it to work