My tennis shoes and I have been getting to know each other a lot better lately. David and I have been heading out to the track every other day or so, walking and jogging. I hate it. Exercise is not something I enjoy, but I know it’s good for me, so I’m trying. Happily, David’s doing it with me. He actually has a goal – to be in good enough shape that softball doesn’t kill him when it starts at the end of May. I’m proud of us. We’ve gone out five times so far, once when it was sprinkling a little. I’ll tell you though, my legs were killing me yesterday when we were done. Eventually it’ll get easier, right?