Married, working, training. While my wife has nixed all future attempts to grow glorious mustaches, she has been supportive of my crazy running dreams. Life is good.
Saw a very young fawn bedded next to the trail just before it goes over I-15. I stopped to go back and see if it was alive. It slowly opened its eyes, saw me, then jumped up and screamed before running away. Gave me a good chuckle.