This morning’s workout was 29 minutes on the tread mill. We’re watching a girl who has Down Syndrome. Let’s call her Willmetta. I had 12 minutes to go, and she came down and asked ‘What doing?’
(Panting) “Walking.” Panting. “This is a tread mill.”
Wilmetta watched for a while and then said, “Ready set go!” And she started counting as I walked, “One two three four five six seven eight”
It was so funny!