Overindustrious

Yesterday I climbed onto the elliptical, and managed to run for the first half hour of "Bend It Like Beckham". Back when I had a gym membership, I considered a half hour to be the basic starting point of a work out, and planned to work up to forty-five minutes or an hour if I ever managed to exercise regularly.
Of course, most of the times I went to the gym, I didn't have influenza. That might explain part of why I felt so crappy this morning. (A head full of snot didn't help, I'm certain.)