My mother disappears every night after supper. She heads down to the basement where she has created her own little exercise room. She spends about an hour working out with her weights and putting some miles on her treadmill headplant. I am really proud of her for trying to improve her health this way. She works hard all the time, and I’m not sure where she gets enough energy at night to work out, but she seems really committed to her program, and I think that’s great. In fact, I wonder if she might like it if I went down and worked out with her sometimes. That would be really cool.