Kickboxing = Hard

I took my very first (cardio) kickboxing class last night. The Guilderland YMCA offers many, many more classes than the Albany ones do, so I convinced Heather that it was a brilliant idea to attend a class there, and we went together. It was a great class, even though we were pretty uncoordinated and I was not as good at actually kicking as I had hoped. My knees, which turn in (making me slightly knock-kneed, which makes running, etc., impossible for me), did not help matters. But all in all, it was a positive experience. And the instructor was cute as a button.

I was feeling OK earlier--not nearly as sore as I had imagined I'd be--but now, after a few hours at my desk, whenever I get up and walk around, somewhat inexplicably, my calves burn! I didn't think that I worked out my calves too much during the class--I guess I was wrong. I'm feeling it a bit in my shoulders, too. I'm currently trying to talk myself into going to the gym tonight for a regular workout, but I haven't convinced myself yet. We shall see.