We've got a fun weekend planned. Berry picking, Indian Food, and a BBQ. I'm excited and hoping the time flies by.

I didn't go meet the Marathon Group for a 7 mile run on the LBLT (TLT). I love Rogue, I coach for them, but I'm not getting up at 5 am to run on the trail when I can do that by myself anytime of the day. I'm going to run in my hood this morning. While I'm running Chris is going to mow and trim the yard. Then we are going to load up in the car and go berry picking. A couple of friends are going with us.

Getting up this morning would have been easier had I not drank too much wine two nights in a row. I skipped a friend's party (sorry Joey) last night so I could go home and get to bed early. When I got home I walked down to the end of the driveway to check the mail. Then I heard "Holly you want some wine?" from across the street. So started a pizza and wine party in our neighbors back yard. I was in bed by 11, but I'm paying for it this morning.

I might impose a no alcohol until vacation rule in the next couple weeks. Although once we get back, I'll be back to the no alcohol and caffeine restrictions. I'm not going to stop running this time. I won't be doing acupuncture either. These restrictions are self imposed with a "it can't hurt" confirmation from the Dr. Really it gives me a sense of control, that we all know doesn't exist.


I need to write a post about our neighbors telling us they are going to try for a third. They were nothing but kind. It just kinda proves how much my life sucks.