My legs feel like jelly. My face is glistening with sweat. And I’m sure I smell. However, I worked out today. Force ably by my fourteen year old sister, who kicked my ass in Dance Dance Revolution. I was ready to quit after two medium paced songs. She however, made me play four of them, one which was fast. I am so out of shape it’s not even funny. However, as I was holding up my pants (I must be losing weight or something because a couple weeks ago these pants fit normally) I had fun. Even now as my pulse is finally slowing down. I feel so much better. I feel good. I suppose I need to come out here more often, and buy a treadmill.