Summer Brain.

This morning I got up and ran 8.74 miles in the park. And as I sat on the couch with ice on my knees, my Stitch pillow pet, and other post-run comforts (more coffee, peanut butter, unsweetened applesauce, etc.), I realized that it has been a while since I blogged. I'll blame the summer- that saucy minx. She sweeps in with her nice weather and the time just flies by- tomorrow it will be July. Crazy.

A few people in the med school dorm next to my building are having a cookout on their balcony. Judging by their continuous presence out there with club music and beer funnels, I am torn between two conclusions. First- that they have passed their boards and are going for one last hurrah before they settle into the madness that accompanies the rest of their med-student career; and second- that they did NOT pass their boards and are preparing for some sort of fall back occupation as nightclub owners.

I think it's the former.



This past week has been unbearably hot. It has been so hot that I have not turned on the oven- even to make dinner. You'd be surprised how innovative I became with cold meals- raw veggie plate, gaspacho, and finally, "ah, screw it, let's get take-out." The weather report alleges rain for this next week. Let's hope that that means we will be able to get dressed in the morning without becoming drenched in sweat. We'll see.

It also occurred to me this week- I am running my second half marathon in about two weeks. I am running the Old Port Half Marathon on July 14th- I get another sweet medal, I get to see my sister, and from what I understand, there is beer at the finish line. Does it GET any better than that? And the commute is actually do-able for Ben this time- he'll be at the finish line also. And J and F. Life is good.

Life is real good.