Whew!

Just got back from a really good run! It's just after midnight on Thursday. Ended up doing the late night thing (don't worry I stayed under streetlights on a main road on the sidewalk the whole way) after doing dinner at Ashley's parents tonight and then having a good long talk when we got back. Also, since I don't have to work tomorrow I wasn't worried about getting to bed early.

According to Weather.com it's 40 degrees out right now and it was definetely pretty darn cool. I just had on shorts and a fleece w/ a couple tshirts on underneath but actually felt about perfect running. Other than a little trouble breathing and constantly having an annoying little snot river run out of my nose - I was feeling good! I had planned to do my usual two mile route and after about a mile and a half I thought that was all I could do. But I hit a little extra reserve somehow right when I got back to the house. I could see Pim's shadow looking like some sort of ghost dog watching me out our giant picture window (he had been sitting there in the same place watching me as I left), and I figured I could handle a bit more. Ran past the street and about another half or 3/4 of a mile finally finishing right before our driveway after looping back. It felt really good, and although I could barely push till the end of the run, after about a minute and a half in the house I had that strong kinda "runner high" buzz going and seriously felt like I could do the whole thing again (although I doubt I woulda made it a block!).

Was feeling great and then opened my email before posting this - got come sorta hard/sad news forwarded from one of my best friend's Lindsey. The camp we both used to work at, Camp Chief Ouray near Winter Park, CO (I worked there in 02-03, and lindsay a few years back) has been completely changed looks and feel wise by a huge logging operation that I believe had to take lace because of a pine beetle infestation. The pictures attached to the email just blew me away. It's like a whole different place and i literally almost started crying looking at these pics. CCO is a super special place for me and always will be, and to see it like this was really difficult for me. I have never experienced anything close to what I did in my 6 or so months at CCO - and my time there is a huge part of who I am today. Looking at the pictures, I really noticed how much trees can define a space. Anyway, they are scheduling a big volunteer day in May so maybe I can make it out for that to help get things ready for next summer's campers.

Well I better get to bed as I have a lot going on tomorrow, even though I don't have to get up early. PS - Cousin Melissa Sue, thanks for a great lunch today!