Those are lyrics from the one 60s hit I wish had aired on the PBS oldies concert the other night. Okay graybeards: who knows the band's name?
I have been really busy and negligent. School's out but not for me. Big event at the end of the month. Other stuff happening. Some good. Some pretty bad.
Running carries on in its own inimitable way. I run long, then short, then fast, then on hills. Long runs are sometime easy and sometimes damn near impossible. I am covering over 20 miles/week and Chicago training hasn't even really begun.
The summer swelter has kicked in down in Florida. When you open your car door now, standing too close to the opening, you acquire a nice crisp skin treatment from the canned heat. I predict a few hurricanes will visit in the next three months. No earthquakes.
Happy birthday and anniversary to Susie in Virginia.