Another busy day at work, juggling a variety of client needs and ongoing projects. It’s amazing how many details there are to keep track of. The agency had an easter dinner today for everyone and their families. Mass produced ham slices, mac and cheese, mashed potatoes, carrots, salad. Most people are thoroughly grossed out by mass produced school-lunch type food. I happen to like it. I ate it right up, especially the mac and cheese. I also like plane food. And I had squash soup at the hospital a while back that was especially good.
I didn’t have class this evening due to a small Easter break. So I went straight home from work and felt like I had been hit with a sledgehammer. I crawled under the covers and was in a semi-catonic state until Steve came home at 5:30. Then it was time to run 4 miles. I felt even groggier getting up and didn’t think I’d even be able to run 10 feet. But Steve was persistent.
We got out there and the sky was deep blue and the air was very brisk and golden in the slanted late afternoon. After running ten feet, I suddenly felt absolutely and utterly fantastic. We ran through the village and took a left at the large white church where my great-grandfather preached in 1919 and traveled by horse and buggy. Out in the countryside we passed a house with a small pond and two huge white geese came waddling to the roadside. One big white goose ran furiously along side us for several yards trying to keep up. It was one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen. We turned around at the end of the yard because we had reached the end of the mile and headed back, and the goose ran like crazy again to the other end of the yard. The goose is our four mile marker. When we got back to our place, I felt like I could have run several more miles. A special thanks to Steve for getting me out there. I wonder why some days a run feels so effortless (once you get out there) and other days are full of aches and pains.
Then Steve and I headed out for our new Thursday tradition- bowling and beer with more or less Jason, Lynn, Matt, and Kristin. Definitely an entertaining evening every time. We’re also planning one of those murder mystery dinner parties, where you send out invitations in the mail, dress up as a certain character, learn the lines and play the part. Then you go to one person’s house for dinner and act our roles and try to figure out who the murderer is through the course of the meal. It should be interesting, once we can agree on a date that works for all of us, which is hugely complicated.
Time for bed.
Apr 17th 2003Uncategorized