I had some chaos in my personal life with my friends staying over all weekend, so I didn't get to work out at all until last night. I felt deprived and angry about not being able to work out.

My dad finally found out what's wrong with his foot. Turns out he fractured his foot working out! We're just glad it's not something more serious and diabetic-related. He is six and a half feet tall, so when he uses the weight bench to do leg extensions, his feet hit the ground before he completes the exercise. He was slamming his foot very hard when he did it, he doesn't notice cause he can't feel his feet. I tried and tried to tell him he was going to injure himself, but of course he didn't listen. So, now he's going to have to wear a boot for 3 months. He still insists on working out with me even with his fractured foot