6:30 am. Met up with allie, Tara and Andy for an elephant rock climb. The elevation profile of this run looks like a capital letter L (with an extended side-ways stroke) rotated clockwise 135 degrees. Afterward we sat in the river and made fun of something or another. allie had 11 miles remaining to complete her training for the day, in her alternate universe where long runs (when I originally typed the word runs I transposed r and u. It really alters the meaning of the sentence) occur on Wednesday. I need to get me one of those time machines. It could really come in handy. Someday, perhaps some portion of my ashes will be stored in a long urn. I wonder if crematoriums really do that great of a job keeping track of who is who. When you are just down to ash, dust, and bone fragments, it's probably hard to tell... (oxford comma for Neasts and allie, and the oft-departed Bam) | 