Although exercise is not my forte, I know that it’s good for me, so I do it as often as I can. I started running in college, and I haven’t seemed to be able to get out of it since then. It’s probably because some of my best friends are runners. My best friend, Abby, runs about ten miles a day on top of her other workouts. I’m not quite as eccentric as Abby is, but I do my best to run about three miles per day. I’m not really sure how Abby ever talked me into it, but she somehow convinced me to take a trip to South America to run this super marathon thing with her. I couldn’t believe it when the word “yes” came out of my mouth in response to her asking me to make the trip with her. Before we knew it, we were off to South America to run a marathon. Surprisingly, the marathon itself wasn’t too bad. We both made it through pretty easily. It was, however, at the gym the few mornings after the marathon that really got me. My appreciation for air conditioner grew immensely during those mornings. For some reason, they were totally against running air conditioners at the gym we attended, and it was literally one of the worst experiences of my life. Working out is hard enough on its own without adding a ninety-five degree room to it. By the time we got back to the U.S. I was so excited to workout in an air conditioned room that I went straight to the gym right after I left the airport.