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.
11 miles up Huckleberry, a nice hill climb. Came back in the rain. I rolled my right ankle pretty bad in the first mile, but it seemed to hold together fine, so I'll just keep an eye on it.
10 easy with my new running buddy, Peter. Met at his house, ran out Railroad, up to Big Rock Park, by Whatcom falls and down through town. I loved the climb up to Big Rock.