Tuesday, July 15, 2008

...like an elephant standing on my head

(thanks for asking, Kate) If I hadn't broken my hand I probably would not have: Spent a race day at the beach, digging my toes into the sand and eating pancakes... Spent (another) race day wandering through the art museum, on my own time, at my own whim... Showed up at a 5k with aspirations of finishing respectfully (thanks, Cati)... Spent what would have been pre-race evenings eating pistachio ice cream cones at Browns Cow... Slept later than usual on Saturdays or Sundays, watching cartoons and eating cereal in the living room with my son, rather than scurrying around looking for my number plate and clean bottles... it's been that kind of summer.

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