I forced myself out of bed today to go running. I have been telling myself for a long while that when I work over the summer I will get up at my normal time and run (Sam gets up then anyways to go to work).

Last week I didn’t run once. This morning I just didn’t feel like it. But I forced myself awake and Sam threw some encouragement my way and I went out for a slow 2 mile run (jog? Run? eh.) It felt good. I’d been contemplating biking to work. However work is now over 20 miles away. And while it is summer and I can dress way down…. I still have to be professional, which may be difficult with no showers there.

The guy who lives above is making toast. It smells really good. I’m kind of surprised, I thought all he was capable of was playing one tune on the guitar (seriously buddy…. its been almost 7 months, and every night you sit down to practice for an hour or two, usually late at night, to play the same lame ass song. try something new)

This weekend Sam and I went to Whipp’s Ledges. It was gorgeous. However while hiking I saw a tree with a hole in it. All I thought of was the Ewok movie where the guy puts his hand in the tree and something tries to bite it off.