Running In Place

I got all my runs in this week.  I didn’t blow any off, I didn’t let other (allegedly) more pressing issues get in the way.  Running moved out of the Maybe, If I Have Time column on my To Do list.  Why do I always make it so hard?

I am vindicated to say that yesterday & today were bonafide tights-justified days.  In spite of the fact that long pants days are going to be more and more prevelant at this point, I ordered one of these.  We’ll see if it ends up frivolous fun or a horrible mistake.

So.  As David correctly observed, I will not be toeing the line at MCM a few weeks from now.  Fortunately, the Marines are a sympathetic lot and, for a few extra bucks, have allowed me to defer till next year.  So I’m registered for ‘07 and my aspirations are as high as ever though, right now, I’m unwilling to think that far ahead.  I’m only worrying about the now, right now. 

I’ve been detached for so long that I don’t believe I ever mentioned my trip across the continent in May, to most lovely Oregon.  And my hanging out, micro-brew drinking afternoon with VJ.

I had never been farther west than Nebraska and seeing the opposite coast was really wonderful and beautiful.  Endless ocean and sunset pictures are here.  I was so very pleased to have an opportunity to meet another RBFer and especially one with whom I could share a common interest - beer drinking.  In fact, her sweetie and my husband are both home brewers.  Since Oregon is evidently overfull with micro and craft brews, I was sent on a mission by my poor husband (who was spending all his time on business) to sample the indiginous product.  I couldn’t have found a better guide than Vicki Jean and I don’t think I ever thanked her properly for her hospitality and good company - it was a most wonderful day.  This was back in May.  I’ve been underground for awhile, huh? 

Tomorrow I have to take little cat for her well check and booster shots and such.  My husband wants me to ask the vet why animals don’t have belly buttons.  I’ll keep you posted.