Moving On

After watching a one-day showing of a serviceable documentary on marathon running -- I was moved enough to tear up for Olympian Deena Kastor's first marathon win ever and Olympian Daniel Njenga's near misses to cross the finish line first -- I got over my sick self and motored on over to the gym for 75 minutes on a treadmill. My head and stomach didn't feel any better as I watched Anderson Cooper report on Hillary Clinton's endorsement from The New York Times. Without sound, the recycled campaign footage obscured whether she or Bill was running for president. Of course, Bill is becoming Hillary's attack dog on Barack Obama. She's running on his record as much as hers, and he has a lot to make up for. Still, the evening's news disappointed me. I'm tired of the Bushes and the Clintons. I'm tired of the fighting. I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired. I just want to feel better and move on.