So, my normal routine when going to the gym is get on the treadmill and then put my iPod on. Should've put the iPod in first. The only open treadmill was beside two older ladies deep in conversation. I smiled as I went past, dreading the next 30 minutes of my life (don't like exercising a whole lot). For some terrible twist of fate, my earphones were tangled beyond a quick fix. In the meantime, I began listening to the conversation the ladies beside me were having...about their recent colonoscopy. Nice. They talked all about how nice it is now because you don't to drink liquids all day, they just give you some drink a pill (whatever), but apparently you do sit on the toilet all day (at this point I was praying that the stupid earphones would magically untangle - when they finally did - in they went in my ears - quickly - and cranked up as loud as they could go). Next time I am going to go at my normal time, before Silver Sneakers lets out!

Ahhhh...

Then my mind begins to wonder (the tv's are too far away to actually read the subtitles although I pretend to look in that direction). Fred is back. The dude just will not go. Then I began to think...that is the only thing "extra" that we brought home. How lucky am I? I know I am to give thanks for all things, can't really be thankful for Fred (not yet anyway), but I can be so thankful that he is the only extra from our adventure to Africa!

And that is as far as my thoughts went...at some point the thoughts of not liking exercise settled in and consumed the rest of my count down from 30 minutes!