Monday, Nov. 01, 2004
I won! I won! (Insert image of middle-aged woman running around like Kermit the Frog, waving her arms above her head yelling, "Yayyyyyyyyyyyyy.")
Oh yes, I am that mature.
Yep, I now have an extra month added to my gym membership. That would be the good news. The embarrassing part? My gym has over 300 members and only one person dressed up. Yep, there was me ... and there was me. *Insert sound of crickets chirping here.* I think we can all agree that this now officially makes me the Queen of the Dorks at my gym.
The talk at my gym today was about the election tomorrow. Being a Canadian and all, I'm just an interested spectator. The consensus among the people I talked to today is that they are beyond weary about the campaigning and just want it to be over.
One of the things I love about my gym is that it reminds me that Americans are basically a good-hearted people. Sometimes, when I read blogs, on-line journals and such like, the rudeness that people show each other over this election makes me forget that.
But in my gym I see people who have widely divergent political views treat each other with civility and respect. They might not agree with the other person's views, but there's none of the trash talk that you see on-line.
The big topic at the gym today was that two local National Guard units have just been called up for service in Iraq. This is a small place, so everyone knows someone who will be shipping out. One of the young guys I work out with is a Guard member, so he will be going.
A war that once seemed very far away somehow feels infinitely closer.
I know that my three loyal readers know this, but I think it bears repeating to say that democracy is not a spectator sport.
For those of you who are American, no matter what your politics, please vote tomorrow.
If you are a first time voter, here is a handy dandy guide to what you need to know to ensure that your right to vote isn't unjustly taken away from you. Please make sure you know your rights.
I think we are in for a big surprise tomorrow. The people who poll only call people who have land lines. There are many, many zygotes who only have cell phones and do not have a land line. Me, I suspect that tomorrow we will hear from voices that so far have been mute.
It's going to be an interesting day.
Oh man. This is going to be hard
Goal for 2004: 1,000 miles - 1609 kilometers
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