Yesterday towards the end of the work day I decided I wanted to exercise, but didn't want to spend the whole hour at Jazzercise. I figured since I can hang with a Jazzercise class for an entire hour just fine, maybe my running abilities would have magically improved as well. So...I decided to go for a jog.
It was a dumb idea.
It was murder.
I still stink at running.
I still don't like running.
I don't know what possessed me.
I'll stick to my Jazzercise classes from now on...