I’m starting to think about MdS as a restful vacation with a bit running thrown in. I’m not underestimating the desert...
Seven good yearsLiza
Today’s my anniversary. Year seven is done and Eliot and I are embarking on Year 8. He assures me he didn’t feel the least bit itchy last year. Good thing. We usually get each other something having to do with the traditional anniversary gifts. Year 1 was paper: homemade stationary for me and many little folded paper cranes for Eliot. Year 2 was cotton: one fluffy cotton bathrobe for me, one 6’1-sized cotton towel for Eliot. And on and on. This year is copper or wool. Copper is not all that exciting and it’s 108 degrees out today, so there will be no wool presents. Eliot’s taking a trip to the homebrew store in Austin and I’m getting a little ring with Asa’s birthstone instead. We’ll try to get back on track next year with bronze.
I didn’t leave myself much time to blog today what with a 2:45 minute run/slog in the heat and all the reading about UTMB and its 47% finish rate this year. It’ll be interesting to see how things play out next year. What an amazing looking race. Time to play a real lottery, eh?
OK, I’ve gotta go pick up the little guy from school. School pictures are crazy soon and he needs a good haircut.
Be kind to each other.
Nutrition: Indulgent anniversary dinner — maybe involving a lamb to get that wool anniversary check off