I'm not really into working out, but I fear for my cardiac health. And people claim exercise gives them more energy and makes them happier. So with that in mind, I went for a jog in mission bay. It's not the beach, it's the bay. It's kind of green and smells like too many ducks. Oh, and it was low tide. And someone ran over a skunk. But I ran. I don't feel happier. I guess I expose my body to enough pain to produce happy endorphins. I had to stop when the fog started coming in at 430. It followed me home. Visibility outside my window is about 10 feet right now. Driving tonite would suck, I mean you couldn't see, and the odors of all those smashed skunks would be suspended in the air.