I'm going downstairs to the treadmill. I have a few movies to watch-Prefontaine, Run for your Life, The Long Run. It kind of depends on the sound quality of the movies, if there is quiet dialogue I cannot hear it over the treadmill. So we will see.
I'm going to stop feeling sorry for myself and get a workout then.
Then I am going to take a nap.
Dennis left with the dog to take her to the hospital. It's the first big snow day of the year, so who knows how long his trip there will take. My dog is so miserable, I'm glad she is on the way now. I would guess she might have pneumonia, from the rattles and wheezes in her chest when she briefly slept last night. It is what it is.
And now it's time for me to get a workout in.