Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Productive Week

So since my last blog, the wife and I have been fairly busy.  First though I must point out that Karina was rear ended by a hung over Bruins fan this past Thursday.  She stopped to let a pedestrian cross the road, and apparently the guy behind her wasn't paying enough attention.  She is okay, had some minor whiplash, but seems to be recovering well.  Her car is going to need some work, but the rear bumper worked exactly how a bumper should.

Speaking of cars, we finally got a second one.  Since we are planning on moving out of our current apartment to an area where I wouldn't be able to take public transportation to school, was going to need a second car.  I am now completely mobile and don't have to bum rides off of people, which I am sure those people who I bummed rides off of are happy.  While we were out working out the details for the car, we got a call from one of  the apartment places we were looking at.  The apartment we wanted had become available and we needed to put a deposit down to secure it before someone else snatched it up.  So we ended up with a new apartment and a new car all in the same day.  On top of all that we changed up some financial stuff, and came to the realization that we may very well be growing up and becoming more responsible.

On the running scene, I am in the weird post event/race phase were I am just running to maintain fitness, and not training for anything in particular.  This is a actually the hardest time for me because with nothing to focus on, tend to start feeling lazy and want to skip runs.  However, I need to keep at it as I need to be ready to start marathon training in a couple more weeks.

As a final note, spent some time on the golf range the other day and am proud to say I didn't slice a single ball.  Hit some fades, but I can live with a fade if I can cut back on how often I slice.  I attribute this feat to going back and relearning some golf basics, such as the proper grip, and remembering that you don't hit a golf ball, you swing a golf club.

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