Flying time

I wonder where the week went.

I got up early every day (4:54 exactly, it seems). Tuesday I dressed to run and then sat at the laptop until it was too late to run.

Wednesday I passed on the laptop and headed straight for the door where I found the paper and had to read about how my day at work was going to be a tad more demanding. Gosh, I love the media. My run was shortened to an easy 4-miler. It was still a nice day.

The important thing is that somewhere back between now and then (last Sunday) I signed up for the New York Marathon lottery for which I expect Runner Susan will also enter, as she agreed. She still has time but she has to make the commitment. And when she does, we will only have about a 50% chance of making it legitimately. If that doesn't work I will work on plan B which is playing the "who do I know" game until we can run.

You know how I am slave to the numbers. Well I have run the 10-mile Sunday loop so often that I can now start tracking the top times for the distance. Why did I not sense that last Sunday was the best ever? What usually takes me 1:30-1:40 was done in 1:28. Wow.

I am busy now trying to decide when to come north to Rhode Island for vacation. I have contacted all my childhood buddies to canvas them for their time in our secret hideaway. One more response and I will be buying plane tickets. Come on Laura! I want to run to Misquamicut.