I live in a very cool place. Mandarin and nectarine orchards to the West. Cherries North and South. Fallow to the East. Sometimes when I run, I just run around the trees. Today I was daydreaming about everything hitting my nose...citrus, new mown grass, fresh cut wood, rotting mandarins and a little rain.
Which brings me to the reason this is the most fascinating and worth while blog in the bloglag (I am trying to get a new word going to replace blogosphere that imparts some of my feelings that the internet can be as much a prison as a free space. Get it. Gulag. Bloglag. It doesn't flow but it is my first idea).
Which brings me to the reason...because you just don't know what is coming next. I was smelling my way around the orchards when I ran right into some portable beehives, literally. Only the buzzin' brought me out of my reverie. I took off at a fair trot and the buzzing would not stop. I have super bottle brush hair and a bee got stuck in my muck. I think he wanted out. I wanted him out. But he finally gave up and stuck me. Owiee. A hit to the melon.
Beside that, it was a very good run today. I felt good the whole way.
191. I forgot breakfast, but had a nice lunch of bananas, yogurt, walnuts, spinach and lunch meat. I roll up the meat and the spinach. Tastes good to me. I am off to a Scout Jamboree for the weekend. I ate some left over pizza to get ready. Jeez, my head is pulsing.