hadda fight myself to NOT go into NYC today. Rather, 3 miles @ AP, relaxed, just something to do to reawaken the joints. Then, chillax.
Olive Garden was fun! The wait for a table is ALWAYS ridiculous (why DO we insist on that place, 30 minute wait!!!!, thank G I pigged out @ b'fast), Rob, Helen, Deb, Randi, and I. Really great peeps.
18 hours to go. It really hasn't sunk in. The beauty of living with a psychobitch is nothing else can really rev up the anxiety. Everything else pales.
Again; running-easy. Life-not so much.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
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