I love signs

Signs tell you where you are and where you are going, and I am all about direction these days. So at 7:20 as I FINALLY made it into the gym, I was looking for a sign . . . any sign that would explain how on Earth I was going to stay committed to this. I climbed onto the elliptical and tuned in to Jeopardy. Thanks to my million dollar liberal arts education, I am full of useless information and actually quite good at Jeopardy. Final Jeopardy tonight was religious words. The Question - Surprisingly, this word only appears twice in the New Testament. The Answer - What is a Christian? I got my sign, and I think I have a pretty good idea who my personal trainer will be for the next 40 (39) days. Minutes - 40; Calories - 389; Miles 3.6. I don't know if that is good or not, but I bet it is better than watching Jeopardy on my sofa drinking red wine.