The was a fly carcass in my water bottle today. Did not drink fly. Did touch my lips. Ewww.

Good running this morning; flyer for the DSM marathon came yesterday. Thinking the 1/2 might be doable.

I hate the expenditure of money on appliances, air conditioning and heating units, and salesmen who can talk you into anything and then do not call you back.

Henri Nouwen is the man. Like he wrote these books with me in mind.

Love the new office; Mocha walls, Mangelsen pic of White River Aspens on the wall, new big monitor w/ Long's Peak as the background...just like I am in a giant cup of coffee in Colorado. If KJ and the kids were here, it would be perfect.

Country music is rocking my world. Zac Brown Band -- way, way good.

Campfire tonight @ the home office. Hope the yutes show up!

heading home for today...

VBS. wahoo -- 90+ kids on Monday. Crazy.

Heat and Humidity -- run later tonight. I love to sweat!

Guacamole and fresh salsa -- tummy is rumbly!

Henri Nouwen -- lonliness to solitude, hostility to hospitality, illusion to prayer. Heavy, changing.

Cold beer -- goes good with the 3rd line, not so much with line 2.

Father, Son, Spirit. I like these guys.

One for the team?

I ran.

20k. 12.4 miles.

5 min. more than I was hoping for, still not too bad.

The winner did finish 48 minutes ahead of me.

It was a total, total ball. Cannot wait until next year.

Feel good, a little stiff and sore. Overall, like a champ.

What is next?