I ran my first marathon as a teenager in 1981 with my Dad (The Coronado Marathon). Since then I've run St, George (3x) Utah Valley (3x) Ogden (1 full, 2 halves) Park City (1 x) Boston Marathon (1x) Washington DC (1x) Moab Half Marathon (6x) ,Ye Old Freedom Festival 5 & 10K (a million x) and many others.
But I'm all done with that now. I'm officially a jogger.
Did my miles running circles around the 100 acres of my family's farm. This time around keeping my eyese open for cottonmouths. Man it is hot and humid. Have I mentioned how humid it is?
Took a short little jaunt around the neigbhorhood up to the cemetary to watch the sunset. It's going to be tough getting back into the swing of things. I hate going back to real life
17 days of vacation later. I did my best to show my kids the country and all their buried great-greats in South Carolina. I am beat. At least the sun isn't rising until well after 7 so I can get some extra sleep. My body feels like lead.
