This morning I got up at 5:30 and went for a walk/jog in our neighborhood.
Made me feel kinda cool since our neighborhood is apparently a runner's paradise - there are people running at all hours of the day around here: early morning, blazing hot middle of the afternoon and late at night (the late at night people particularly like to run where it's really dark and wear all black clothing...).
I don't know how far I ran (that's one reason I like the treadmill, I can see exactly what I've done!), but I know that my total time was twenty minutes and when I got back to the house I crashed in the floor. Seriously. I don't know what happened to my gymnast, in shape body, but it is no where to be found at the moment.
In fact, even as I type this I can feel every muscle that was pushed beyond its normal limit today.
Oh well, I did the Couch to 5K routine - week one again, so here's hoping I will finish week one this time!