This morning I went on a grossly-early flight to Florida. When a friend, who's parents live near West Palm Beach, asks if I want to come with her to visit for a week, HOW CAN I SAY NO!?!
We got off the plane, had lunch, then went out to the Intercoastal Waterway on their boat and went water-skiing. Or, Lindsay and her dad went water-skiing... I made three attempts, the last of which SORT of got me on the water, and accumulated many delicious bruises on my stems. When I got a big doozy on my ankle I called it quits; I have to protect my precious running-gear, of course.
Also, Lindsay's sister showed us this fantastically enlightening video from British TV. I think if my sister Juliet were to write a TV show, it would end up approximately this way
This evening I did a 4.25 mile run along the ocean. I could get used to this...
Sunday, March 2, 2008
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I DID write that, you scaley man-fish.
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