Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Another 26.2

Saturday I ran my second marathon, and like last year the conditions were extreme. Both the temperature and humidity at the start were in the mid-60s; by the finish, the temperature had climbed to the mid-80s. Not ideal running weather by any means!

Fortunately, I was not one of the 63 people needing IV fluids nor one of the 28 people requiring hospitalization. Instead, I beat last year's time by 6 minutes, finishing in 4:56:49.

More news here on my marathon blog.


Monday, June 11, 2007

In Defense of the Swimsuit Competition

To the people who argue that modern beauty contests should not include a swinsuit competition, I disagree and present the following evidence:



Sunday, June 03, 2007

Rockgardening

A week ago, we went to visit my mom at the family cabin. It was a fun visit, especially for the girls: they got to pick rocks.

Rocks, you say? Yes, the highlight of this cabin's location is not close proximity to a beautiful lake where you can swim or fish (no such lake within miles). No significant body of water is nearby, in fact; and Silver Creek, which meanders through the property, is just that--- a creek. It's nice to look at, but that's about it.

No, one of the main highlights of this cabin is its close proximity to a gravel pit. Where you can pick rocks.

It's interesting to note that this part of the state is known for its agates, which are essentially a poor-man's gemstone. They can be very pretty. And they can be found quite easily, with just a bit of hunting and poking around this gravel pit.

So that's usually what I do (and I once found one with a rough outline of the state of MN in it: the state agate?). But our girls seem just as happy to pick up any old rocks, as long as they're sizable and smooth, so that they can paint them.

A few days later, their newest crop of rocks have become a new rock garden next to their playhouse in our backyard. And I have to say, the rocks do provide a nice alternative to agates. While they do not have the sensuous layers of silica, they possess a certain nature that is both quaint and mystical: