I have a work event this evening, and I knew I wouldn't have time to come home, do my 30 minutes of sadistic jumping jacks/squat thrusts/bicycle crunches/etc, and get back to work in time for the paaartaaay, so I got up early this morning and threw on some clothes, popped in the dvd and suffered.
It's one thing to leap head first into an aggressive strength-and-cardio circuit training system after years of doing only cardio, it's quite another to do it again 15 hours later.
But hey. I survived. I made it through the workout, I made it into and back out of the shower (I was concerned there for a minute - when one can barely move, adding slippery tile and wet feet into the mix is bad) and I made it to work.
Ouch. If you hear someone softly whimpering on the bathroom floor because they have collapsed and their thighs are burning and they can't for the life of them get back up, do me a favour and help a sister out?