I read somewhere that successful people participate in a sport. Last night I decided I would jump on my bike this morning and ride over to the track near the zoo. I think that five miles is about 20 laps. That was my goal. Then I would come back here and dig into Swedish. My day ends at 12:00 when I need to rush off to the kids' school. The forecast is for rain and more rain. Recently I confessed to a few people that the weather here had grown on me, but I think it just keeps me inside the house. At High School in Ann Arbor I was on the track team. We had to run in all kinds of weather. I ran up muddy hills in the freezing rain. All these vague notions of running down the drain, I guess I'll just skip to the Swedish.
