Exercise!

I brought shoes and clothing to run in on this trip, thinking I would. I got off to a strong start in Ireland. John and I ran the first day (at the track with the 15-year-old daughter of our hosts). Then I took 22 days off. Two days ago Leipzig, I ran again. That night, as I have mentioned, we went dancing for at least two hours straight. I realized the next day that the exercise marathon gave me a widdle bwister on my toe and made my most of me somewhat sore. When I make it rain, I make it pour.

So anyway, I've remembered that marathon dancing is great exercise, and I've now done that as many times as I've run in Europe. My big mistake though, with respect to dancing, is thinking I can do it comfortably in anything but head-to-toe Dri-Fit. I have yet to meet an climate-control system that can keep up with me in a club, and until I do, normal clothing is unacceptably bad at wicking away sweat. Yeah, gross. At least (or unfortunately), I wasn't the only one.

There are a bunch of ice bars, bars carved out of ice in refridgerated rooms, in Europe. I wonder if there are any ice clubs. I would go. In fact, I would go exclusively. It would save me expense of commissioning Dri-Fit dress clothes.