I woke up depressed today and I even emailed Robert. That was stupid because he only had a smartass response. I so badly wanted him to apologize and make things right. God, I have such a knack for setting myself up for disappointment.
I did go to the gym, and since my foot is messed up, I rode the bike. Then I did all the weight machines again. It went more smoothly this time because I kinda knew what I was doing. In total, I was there for an hour. That felt good.