...or something like that.
Last night I wanted to log a few miles just to get my legs moving and get the blood circulating around. Luckily there was a treadmill available in my Manhattan hotel and after a few minutes of listening to tunes and thinking about bailing...the Prez came on the tv to talk about Libya. Who knew that talking about world events could capture my attention so well that I could knock out 4.5 miles on a treadmill without much complaint.
Thank you Mr. President! Now...back to your regularly scheduled program.
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