Why I don't think I'm going to the pool in the morning

Chad bought Liam his own little shovel, and the two of them cleared out the driveway when they came home tonight, but it's still coming down awfully hard and it's supposed to continue overnight. The pool I go to is in a neighbouring town and the road there is not likely to be plowed overnight.

Thank goodness for that trainer in the basement.

(And although this post may make me sound like a sporty person, the truth is that this cold has totally been lingering, and the sad fact is that I have done very, very little of anything since January 1. Hoping to turn that around starting tomorrow.)