If the biggest complaint I have right now is pushing the boys 13 blocks to a gym so I can train for my half marathon indoors . . . If that's really my biggest complaint, then my life must be going pretty well. I could always take a cab. Or, even better, drop out of the race! Here's Oscar at the park today. Tempeture: 17 degrees. As we were walking home, Owen requested that the makers bring us lunch. "You mean get food delivered right here?" Yes! "But how would they find us?" umm, Tell them we are between the dogs and the fence? Tempting.