I was marching in place in front of the TV, "watching" the radio and listening to the Mountaineer game (we seriously whipped up on U.Conn) when I knew I was approaching 100,000. I was even excited for some reason. Must have thought bells and whistles would go off and confetti would drop from the ceiling

, but all it did was roll over and start over. I looked down and saw a lonely old number three.

Very anticlimactic. But I'm still moving. My miles are up to 29.4. That's way short of where I'm supposed to be, but I'm really trying. I may have trouble keeping track now that it's over 100,000. I guess that makes it 103,512 steps. Deep breath turtle, I know you didn't know math would be involved, but you CAN do this.
I feel really bad (and guilty) about not going to the track last night. It was raining. I have an umbrella,

I have a poncho, but I didn't have the drive to get out in the rain and dark of night to do it. Soon I'll be using the excuse that there's too much snow on the track. LOL. Move Turtle, MOVE!
