On the way out of town I stopped by Chris Schmitt's place (ehhem...Major Schmitt), my friend and last company commander, to pick up a stationary trainer. So far I've been toughing it out in the cold (25-30 degrees F). I'm not sure how long I'll last though. Now if I have a moment of weakness I can go in the basement and get the job done. Lucky for me Chris answered my distress email and hooked me up with the trainer.
For dinner we had my favorite.....spinach lasagne with red wine. Here we are.
Life is good.