Kiss again and I'll puke on your face...

4 months, 4 trips to AZ.

Dad was scheduled for arthroscopic knee surgery on Wednesday the 13th.  I had just enough time to head out for a few miles in the 80 degree sun before taking him to said surgery, and when I came back he wore an interesting smile and mom was fit to be tied.  Surgery postponed until Friday (yesterday).  So we hit the links instead and played a cool little course that was made up of 14 par 3's and 4 par 4's.  I didn't not play all that hot but the weather was great and Dad eagled the very first hole!

Came back A.B.C.D. (At the Butt Crack of Dawn) Thursday morning on Alaskan so I flew into Seattle, and then over to Tri-Cities.  I swear I was sitting next to the Cialis guy from Phoenix to Seattle and from Seattle to Pasco, I was sitting directly behind a couple that kissed WELL over 100 times.  I know. I was counting.  I was so nauseated and all I could think about was barfing all over them.  They kissed 28 times before the plane took off!!!! Get a room for the love of Christ!

So..... One week out from my 2nd race of the year (that is far to few!) and I'm feeling pretty good.  This week was a bit of a taper.  Got 25 miles in and I had a twinge in my left hammie that has all but subsided due to less miles I believe.  Very excited about this race even if I get poured on the entire time.  The cool, rainy, Pacific Northwest air is gonna feel great in my lungs!

Cheers to a healthy week and a solid race!  I will blog again after I cross the tape!

Train on!
The Luke