Fueled by Frustration

Five flat miles on the gym treadmill, in traditional fashion, 48:38. Much as I'd like to do the "Let's Go" exercise routine, I already am a geek without starting that. (Not to mention I don't think they'd allow it).

Negative splits today, fueled not by good intentions but rather a cocktail of frustration and boredom. My mp3's battery died between guess which miles:

1--10:00
2--10:00
3--10:00
4--9:22
5--9:16