Mid to upper 50s (big difference between my house and down in the valley), light showers. Very pleasant run, the longest yet since the marathon. Everything feels great, and I even had plenty of energy coming up the Parkway (Leg Builder Hill). No one at the club for me to run with, so another nice jog with my invisible friends. That's fine with me. I'm not sure why I even go to the running club meetings, but I do enjoy it. Maybe it's just the 5 minutes chatting with other runners - heck, other grownups! - or maybe it's the excuse to come down the Leg Builder Hill and run different streets once a week. Change of scenery. The elk were screaming their heads off in the woods down near North Bend. (Mating season.) It sounds like a bosun's whistle. Movie Review... SnoFlake and I went to see Secretariat yesterday. (Naturally, a horse movie of this magnitude needs seeing right away when it comes out, SnoFlake being the equestrian that she is). If you can get past the usual jerkin-my-chain emotional bits that come with every sports movie ever made (you know the kind - lose the music and you'd have nothing), it is a tale well told. I loved the actors in it, and the cinematography was excellent. Ok, we all know how it ends, right? So the way that they made an historical fact into a nail-biter was quite interesting. There was a great deal of focus on Secretariat's owner and trainer, and their personal struggles, but the real coup was making that horse's victory feel surprising. Don't see the movie if you are a boy if you strongly dislike highly emotional movies. But if you can get past that (or enjoy it), this one is worth seeing. And this is a stretch, but the phrase "loves to run" comes up often enough to give it special appeal to the likes of us. :) I should probably go do something productive, but as long as I'm recommending things, I love the audiobook I'm "reading:" The Help, by Kathryn Stockett. Excellent narration. Very good story. Sad without being depressing. Admirable characters. It's one of those audiobooks that makes me glad I'm not reading the print version. | 