This morning my brain conjured up all kinds of reasons not to work out. I’m sore from weight lifting, so there was the “maybe your body needs more rest?” thought. I’ve been going every day for two weeks so I had “you’ve been doing good; take a personal day” though. On Sundays, and this is really funny, considering, there’s the apropos “even the big man upstairs took the 7th day off.”

Regardless, I went. I put on the sweats, the tank-top, the shuffle, and pocketed the video iPod and trudged on to the gym. I got on the elliptical for 12 minutes (rough today, ouch) and then spent 20 minutes on the treadmill. The entertainment today was the Firefly finale. I’d say the season 1 finale, but there was only one season of Firefly. This made me more than a little sad.

In other news, Ivy has started listening to the Live Long and Prosper (LLAP) podcast. My good friends Cj and Dan review episodes of the original Star Trek mixed in with general hilarity and couplecast goodness.