I don't have money.

Should I fill you in on what I did Sunday? Do you care? Are you tuning in for the blow by blow? Yeah ya are.

I woke up to a cat smacking me in the face in order to get fed at 5:30 which was really (supposedly) 6:30 cause of the facking time change. I refused to get out of bed until about 6:50. It was cold. I regretted drinking more red wine than was wise before the allotted 18 miles I was about to run.

Did the run. Michael amazingly came out, though he had done a 25km trail race the day before. He said he would turn around with the half marathoners (they were doing 10 miles), but he didn't!! He was running with our group (8:30 miles) so he was slumming, as he's usually a group ahead, running with the 8:00 minute miles. I have a cool group. It's me and a bunch of funny guys. Sometimes there might be another woman. But I like being one of the guys and I don't think I hold them back. Michael even commented that we're a chatty, funny group. Maybe his group is typically too winded to talk. Not sure. I've run with them before and I missed the banter.

Anyways. 18 miles is about 30k. So it's like running 3 ten kilometre races. You have to break it down mentally in some fashion or you'll go insane. We were out for around 2:45. It was cold. I was so happy to run with Michael cause I'm a corny loser.

Then we went for lunch in Horseshoe Bay cause it was a bright, sunshiny day and we saw some herons nesting in a tree above us and then we napped and when we woke up there was a blizzard and so he fixed my faucet which fell off again and then we went and got snacks and watched television for a long time and then slept the sleep of the dead.