Showing posts with label pictures. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pictures. Show all posts

Thursday, August 7, 2008

The road so far.

As you can see, I haven’t run at all this week. Too frazzled, too busy, too overwhelmed. Too full of excuses. I’ll be back next week, though. I promise.

Sis and I are leaving for Colorado tomorrow, so I decided to create a separate travel journal so I don’t clog this thing up with non-running blather. Check it out. We’ll have my sister’s laptop, so I’ll probably be updating pretty frequently. There’s a link in the sidebar if you want to keep checking back.

I finished Hockey in Portland the other day (you know, when I was busy not running) and was delighted to read that Mark Messier’s father, Doug, used to play for the Portland Buckaroos. Know who else used to play for them? The oldest rookie in the NHL: Connie Madigan. Some of us know him from Slap Shot. He played Ross “Mad Dog” Madison of the Syracuse Bulldogs.

In other news, it was 11 years ago today that I was reunited with (most of) my birth family. My sister and I drove up to our uncle's house in Michigan and met (for the second time, I guess you could say) our birth mother, grandparents, and our uncle and his wife and two little boys. Here is a picture from that day: me, my birth grandfather, my birth mother and my twin sister:

Reunion

I’m just barely five foot one, and I had to lean over to hug her (and my grandmother). Crazy! Also crazy: we have the exact same handwriting, and she used to be a vet tech, just like me. We met the rest of the family (our aunts and all the cousins) in Florida the summer of 2000.

Ok, here’s me signing off. I’ve still got a lot to do. By this time Saturday, I’ll have a puppy! (Here’s a picture his foster mom sent me yesterday):

Photobucket

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Picture time!

Took Tank for a walk around the track (after my run) on Saturday. You can see why I don't like going to the gym. (If you click on the pictures, it'll take you to flickr; you can see them better there.)



Tank was very interested in the dogs playing on the east side of the track.
Dog track

It's kinda crappy, but it works for me.


Tank and I walked down the mountain again this afternoon. This time it was much easier. None of the pictures I took really show how steep this road is, but here you go:



Home stretch



I'm probably going to the gym on Tuesday. Blech. Hopefully it won't rain on my other run days.