Okay, I decided to try to stave off the January slogginess with a brisk walk this morning....I actually walked four miles before I started to worry about frostbit cheeks. Hee hee. Gotta love exercising in the Midwest in January. As my iPod batteries died about halfway through my third Rush song, it was a long walk of listening to my rhythmic breathing and trying hard not to count steps between sidewalk cracks. Whoever started that "step on a crack, break your mother's back" stuff should have thought twice before inflicting such obsessive behavior on our nation's young people.