Well, my Kleenex consumption and general malaise has diminished, so I figured I’d better get blogging.  This is what I managed to do from the sick bed.

Beautiful, no?  There’s nothing like a well laid out training plan to chase away the germs and phlegm.  I buy wholeheartedly into the training-that-gives-you-confidence-you-can-accomplish-your-race-goal-is-paramount philosophy.  I figure if I can check off all those cryptic colored items on the calendar, I’ll run well at Bandera.  I have also planned a nice reward for checking off all the items because motivation is as important as confidence.  And rewards involving babysitting and time alone with a cup of coffee are highly motivating.

Here is a picture of Asa and his friend enjoying everything about being small boys.  You can’t tell, but both of them are soaked from the waist down.  They spent about an hour trundling chunks of cement into a small pond — and you can’t do that without getting wet from the waist down.

Hope your day is wonderful.