After quite a few weeks off, we went back to burpees tonight and they just about killed Delaney. I fed him dinner, we went to the store and then karate. He should have had plenty of food and liquids, but after class he said he felt sick. After falling asleep on the way home he made it upstairs and called for a bowl. I brought it, went to get aspirin for him and came out of the bathroom to find him throwing up.
Poor kid.
I wasn't feeling so hot after burpees and ab work, probably the worst ab workout I've done, form-wise, in a long time. Wasn't expecting the burpees after a relatively easy class.
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