Thursday I did just over three miles and realized that I was very glad I hadn't signed up for the half marathon today that's supposed to be a super fun race. One of these years.

Today I told my husband I was probably just going to the top of the hill and back, a 4.5 mile or so RT, but that if I felt good I'd go farther. I wound up doing the whole 8.5 mile loop. It's a beautiful day, howling wind and scattered sprinkles and all. I just love where I live.

I'm going to put up a little writeup of Boston in the next couple of days. It was an incredible experience but it's really taken this long to process everything, and it took a good run to get some thoughts to fall into place.