I'm reading the book Running on Empty by Marshall Ulrich. He is absolutely amazing. His goal was to run across the country, at age 57, covering 70 miles a day starting in San Francisco until he reached the east coast. Where I'm at in the book he's at about day 5 and hurting. Certainly understandable. Did you know ... Marshall Ulrich has no toenails? As soon as I finish this post it's back to the book. It's a page-turner.
I met with Jean and Jen at Panera this evening to discuss the Rochester Half marathon (August 27). It's a work in progress, but we decided that purple shirts would be WAY COOL. And so it goes.
What's up next? I have to make a carrot cake tomorrow for my sister-in-law Jen. It's for a shower on Saturday. And I'm going to make a poppy seed cake for a potluck on Saturday. And paint a fence. And maybe a wall or two.
This morning I was going to swim but my upper body was a bit sore. Why? Cuz I had to get this stuff moved to the garage last night so it can be given away.
Yesterday I made a couple of strawberry/blueberry pies for Peg and Wally.
They were having a Med-City marathon meeting.
|???, Yvonne, Wally|
|Annie, Mark, Peg|
|Jill and Darald|
It was interesting to sit and listen. I volunteered to be a course marshal for the 5K on Saturday. I'm not sure what Med-City will bring ... maybe a volunteer role, maybe run the half. I'll see how Wobegon goes.
Well, that's all I know. Good night.