The title is a bit dramatic, but sometimes it feels like it. A whileback my husband and I started the couch to 5k. We finished the first week strong but I got injured at work. We had an autistic boy at my daycare who was violent when upset. His last day in care he gave me a parting gift by jumping onto the side of my shin while I was sitting on the floor withe babies. For about a week and a half I could barely put weight on my leg and it bruised horribly. When the pain finally went away I got a summer cold that lingered for two weeks. Being out for so long I lost my initial motivation and feel like what's the point? So today I started up something different. I rode my bike to work. I live just over a mile away. I was exhausted by the time I got to work. Riding the bike it so hard!! Half the ride is up a really steep hill so I had to walk half of it. The way home is all downhill but I feel like such a wimp.h having so much trouble riding my bike.