Running...

run: rʌn/ [ruhn] verb, ran, run, run·ning, noun, adjective
–verb (used without object)
1. to go quickly by moving the legs more rapidly than at a walk and in such a manner that for an instant in each step all or both feet are off the ground.

Oh my. So much fun. Hugest grin plastered on my face while running laps around the pitch... Kinda funny, eh? And hoooly, am I ever out of shape: but, I will definitely getting back to where I was, and getting far beyond that.
*insert evil laugh here*

Although OUCH, today hurts. And I love it (That kinda goes back to dear PERLS 104, and the lecture on how athletes enjoy pain, doesn't it?)...

Lets see, what else? Finally got over that wonderful sickness of mine... Still on the lookout for a job that requires no lifting whatsoever (even though it feels like I can, must avoid that at all costs!), and with pretty good hours... I'm working for a trainer supervising hockey training sessions (ladders, speed drills, that sort of thing, real fun it is!) two/more times a week, which is awesome, except for not being able to go to Rockers on Thursdays...

The rugby team that I'm co-coaching is doing SUPER well... They run over pretty much everyone, and I love it! Now if only we could get them to continually show up to practice... Only two (if we win next week) or three (if we lose and then win, which won't happen because they're amazing!) games left...

Ooooo, big news! The little sissy is headed to Wales next year! And the year after! She got a scholarship to attend school over there, so you know what that means!!!! ROAD TRIP!
*second evil laugh*
Which also means that I'm becoming the white cat's surrogate mother, which...is ok. I suppose. He smells funny though. Especially when he takes it upon himself to hiss in your face for no good reason. Yuuuuk.

Finland's coming over this summer, which I'm super excited about! August 6th-unknown date... Gonna have to squeeze that departure date out of her... But, that'll come in time, I suppose.

Uhm. Gotta header for a dog walk! Laaaaaaaters!

I always loved running -- it was something you could do by yourself, and under your own power. You could go in any direction, fast or slow as you wanted, fighting the wind if you felt like it, seeking out new sights just on the strength of your feet and the courage of your lungs.
[Jesse Owens 1913-1980, American Olympic Track Athlete]