Sunday, January 1, 2012

A couple of flat fours, a penguin army, and adventures trapped on a golf course....

dear cat in the hat,

Happy 2012! It's a new year and you know that I dislike resolutions. So I wanted to be certain that I was already in a routine before that midnight that happens between 2011 and 2012.

So I ran every last day of 2011 possible. And these are my adventures thus far...

I ran around my old route in my parents neighborhood. It's flat and four or five miles aren't hard to accomplish. One night it was almost entirely silent allowing me to just run toward whatever lights looked interesting. There were lights put up by neighbors that have been the same displays since I was five. There were new fancy sparkly LED lights and a house that played music in tinny music box tones. And then there was the penguin army. A line of lit up and inflatable penguins all positioned in a way that gave the appearance of being ready to face the angels across the street in mortal combat. My money was on the penguins.
After the santa clauses on motorcycles and bizarre candy land/manger scenes, I was definitely in the spirit of the season and back in stride. It took more energy to move my body than when I'm in better shape, but I could finally tell that I was headed back that way.

Then I played Omaha trail driving with sister and brother-in-law to nebraska, and reading the hunger games aloud for 10 hours straight until we finished the book (about which I have mixed feelings and a growing appreciation for good editors). Omaha runs proved interesting as during mile two of the new year's eve run, I took a wrong turn and got trapped on a golf course. Apparently fences can keep you in as much as they can keep you out. Attempts to escape included contemplating fording a river and thoughts about being trapped in an arena (I just spent an 11 hour drive reading the hunger games after all). Eventual escape involved squeezing through a gap between fence and trees near an overpass and scrambling up a hill back to sidewalk. I think this is why I run...

happy new year!

signed
mack mack quack quack

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