Day 1969

Progress (ing)

The good part of The big One: rest week. You really canNOT run, even if you wanted to. It's not unlike the day after Christmas.

So, yesterday hit The Park, met up with Stan who had my throw away windshirt. He and the peeps were @ mile 14, I was warm by then, gave it to him. contained within: my all important ugly as fuck orange DD winter hat-almost as important as the medal. Only a marathoner knows.

Came in, Stoney being typically bitchy (really kid, get a life). angry I kept the shower door open when I was bathing, i.e. "close the fucking door." A door he keeps open when he showers. Missed his midol. And college. And boundaries. And respect.