I sat here for about 10 minutes trying to think of some profound post and that's about as far as I got.
It's the dog days of summer I suppose. I'm trying to get back to running 30 miles a week and I thought I could do it this week but it looks like it will be tough, especially since Mrs. LB is going out of town on business and I'm going to have to figure out how to run 10 miles on Saturday with the girls. Might have to get them up early and head to my mom's, and then run from there. Not that fun but it's either that or no 10-miler... or no run at all.
I ran six miles on Wednesday, will try for five on Thursday, have four planned for Sunday so between Friday and Saturday need to compile 15 more. Not sure if it's worth the headache to try and figure out how to get those runs in just to get to 30.
I was busy on Monday and so rested, but starting the week off with even 3-4 miles is a positive and one I need to take advantage of.
So, nothing profound from me today. Maybe I'll share a picture...
Mrs. LB and I ate lunch at Boudin the day after the San Francisco Marathon. It was pretty stinking good, perhaps made better by having had the smell imprinted in my nose from having run past that place in the very early stages of the race. I ate that whole stinking thing too.