As a kid I never had allergies. Now that I’m an adult, I get them every spring. After five years of this you’d think I realized that be able to more quickly diagnose a stuffed up head as allergies instead of “a head cold that won’t go away.†Marathon Girl is always happier after long runs.
Chicago Jo’s recent marathon experience reminds me of my own experience and why I stick to short runs.  With two boys who always want to play with me as soon as I get home from work. One of their favorite activities is to have me swing them both around in my arms. I don’t know what I’m going to do once Molly gets old enough that she wants to play with dad too. Last time I checked, its impossible to grow a third arm.
Nothing makes my boys happier than taking them to the park.
Writing fiction is much more difficult than writing non-fiction. With non-fiction you already know what happened and simply have to artfully retell those events. With fiction, even if you know what you want to happen, sometimes you realize it’s not going to work and have to either rewrite an entire chapter or simply start over.
The bad thing about spring is that I have to start mowing the lawn again. I hate mowing the lawn even though I like the way a freshly mowed yard looks.
Why is it politicians want to bail out people who were stupid enough to take out mortgages they couldn’t afford? Do they really think that eliminating consequences for bad decisions will actually do these people any favors?
One of the people I admire is a sister-in-law who’s never afraid to do the right thing no matter what the consequences.
Sometimes I wonder if I’ll ever watch TV after LOST goes off the air. It’s going to take a show with excellent writing, strong characters, and a great plot to even make me consider trading my time for the boob tube. The good news is that LOST will be back for a fourth season.
I’ve noticed a lot more people wearing Detroit Tiger hats since they went to the World Series. My guess is I’ll be the only one claiming to be a Tiger fan if they tank this year.
I need more sleep. Six-and-a-half hours a night isn’t enough.
The one thing I wish I had more of was time. There’s just not enough of it to accomplish everything I want to do in a day.
And speaking of time, whoever returned my watch to the gym's lost and found has my eternal gratitude.