A Walk in the Dark

I woke at 4:30am to exercise.  I had these great plans of running a certain distance and back.  I warmed up.  I was off to start my run.  At this point, you can cue the Rocky music or the Karate Kid music.  I was feeling confident.  The road was just a few steps more.  I was pumped.  The Ipod was blaring my music, at a reasonable volume.  I crossed the street and it was like a gun at the starting line.  I was jogging at a brisk pace.  My breathing was okay.  About a minute or two later, the Rocky music had faded.  Beck's Loser had replaced it.  I was having issues with my leg muscles.  They were probably sore from the hour of Zumba I did last night.  I still managed to get my exercise.  I will do more when I get home.