30 minute run through town. Week 4 begins right here. I wonder why we are going so slow, but this guy Charlie. I think he’s old school. Building a base for the first month of marathon training. We’ve been doing little itty bitty runs of 30 and 40 minutes and 4 miles at the most. It’s hotter than hell here…It’s 84 at 9am, and gonna be a scorcher.
Thanks for all the well wishes on yesterday’s gloom. I seem to have an unending supply of stick-to-it-tive-ness though, and I wake this morning with new resolve to figure it out.
My big problem this morning is the group of blackbirds that are again torturing my dogs and leaving huge messes on my car and in my pool. I’ll save you the photogs of it.
I feel like the kid in Home Alone, protecting his nest. And that is what I’m doing. I’m fighting, and today at least, I’m winning. Started with a run that always clears my head.
Blogging: I have hardly commented the blogs I normally read. I just don’t have the time…and I’ve become smitten with Twitter. 140 characters, and I’m out.