Day 4: Ran 3.6km. Not sure how much to run anymore, just run what I remember running the last time. If I could I'd give myself a prize too.... was already half-dying, shortly into the 1st km or so, when this man stepped onto the treadmill next to mine and his cologne wafted over. It was truly suffocating. I cleared my throat repeated and coughed but he was totally oblivious and then he started to sing along to whatever it was playing on his iPod. ACK!!
Day 5: Was really looking forward to tennis but rained out. Stayed home instead. Insanely hot today. Does shifting stuff around count as exercise?
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