I am about to jump on a plane to Newark for business, back in Portland on Friday. Looks like I will be heading down to Los Angeles for a quick day-trip on Sunday. I’ll keep you posted on my itinerary.
I finally found my missing sock. It was in a bucket on top of my washing machine. Don’t ask, but hopefully I can sleep again now.
The dinner party last night was fantastic. We drank entirely too much wine for a Tuesday evening.
I am running the Hood-to-Coast relay next Friday. This fits in well with my failed marathon training to-date and my pulled calf muscle.
At least I got my sock back.