I was sad to learn about Grete Waitz yesterday too. Dead of cancer at 57? Wow. She won the NYC marathon at a time I was just starting to pay attention to running. Running was becoming popular in the late 70's and women in greater numbers were marathoning. It always gets to me, how nothing protects us from death or illness. Not victory, not wealth, not youth, not love. When it comes to life and death, God is the author of our story. Today I am dead tired. Feeding an army of huge men day and night for a week, hosting my sister for Easter, working tax deadlines, getting ready for a fundraiser. Also, my adorable tiny mother in law wrote me to appologetically announce she has breast cancer, but doesn't want to be a bother. I thought being outside for a bit would help me, but that last one just took all the wonder out of my day. I dragged so badly that when I stopped running I leaned over and dry heaved a few times. | 