Walking in Memphis

I took a fast walk around my neighborhood this morning. It like to killed me. I started out, full of good intentions to walk a good deal further than that. I shortly realized I was not going to get as far as I'd hoped, so I reset my sights to a walk around the block. I got hot and the lack of sleep last night quickly began to catch up with me. I tried to out walk it and went a little faster. Weariness went faster than I did.

It was a fast walk and it was hot, but still. I have got to get into shape. Or I will die a much sooner death than I had anticipated.

Thoughts?

Pax,
Nelson