Okay, so I now know why that one day was so quiet.
The squirrels were training their Neo.
Yesterday I was on the treadmill. It was the last five minutes of a five-mile run and, true to form, I had a side stitch and a serious case of wanting to be just about anywhere than where I was. I kept running, because, well, what the hell, it was the last five minutes and I knew I'd feel Victorious and Vindicated and all sorts of other words when I was done.
Then it happened. Well, not it, but the...
Published on September 16, 2010 11:18