What, me overdo it?

So I thought I should start getting some exercise. (With, of course, the usual nagg^H^H^H^H assistance of my darling stuartc.) Tonight I changed into exercise clothes, and he fished the exercise equipment out of the (now startlingly empty) Closet O Doom while I (finally!) put up the curtains in the sun room. Wouldn't do to frighten the neighbors, oh no.

I found my exercise notebook! It has been almost exactly six months since I did a proper workout. Sigh. I enthusiastically jumped straight in and tried to do the same lower-body workout I last did in August. About three quarters of the way through, I was lying on my back between some sets of lying side leg lifts and realised the room had gone all spinny. Ooops. I sorta finished the workout, but now I'm feeling quite... I dunno, I think "overdone" is a good word to use here.

I am SO pathetically out of shape... oh well, gotta start somewhere.