Three miles yesterday on the treadmill at the Metairie gym. It took about 35 minutes, but I walked a bit in the beginning to warm up, and then a little later so I could turn the pages on the magazine I was reading (it was a big magazine!) Felt pretty good, but didn’t do any arm muscle exercises afterwards because I needed to get home. May do thirty minutes today plus arm exercises. Won’t be in such a rush today so will have time to do that.

Had a strange dream last night, that my mom and I were both doing the marathon and we were sitting around chatting (with someone else, can’t remember who it was) so long that we missed the beginning of the race. I was very very upset with her for making me miss it. Was strange. Wonder what it means. Dreams are weird. I have a recurring theme in lots of my dreams, about staircases. They’re always dangerous – wobbly or missing steps or made of rotten wood or something. Sometimes I’m going up, sometimes down, but I’m always cowering at the top/bottom and am frozen with fear. Hmmm. Dang stairs.