Nothing too interesting to report. Marty and Tassie had an exciting afternoon, but I'll let him tell you about it. I'm still plugging away at my training hoping everyday that this will be the day that I feel strong and fast again. If only it were that easy (they would call it football, ha ha). As I was walking back to my building after running on the treadmill at work, I called Marty to report in. He asked how my foot was and I told him it was good, it didn't hurt at all...everything else hurt!
And that's about it. We have several busy weekends coming up starting off with this weekend at the local Triangle Triathlon. The following weekend we're heading to the Outer Banks to see my friend April (and her husband and new baby); they're vacationing there for the week. You might remember she was one of my '6 people I want to have lunch with tomorrow.' So maybe not tomorrow, but next weekend! Not bad! Marty and I are bagging the NYC triathlon since we are both in piss poor shape and don't think that making that long of a drive would be all that fun for us right now. We're going to look into deferring to next year.