Sunday, August 16, 2020

I think everything is trying to kill me. Heat Virus, wind, lightening, rain.  It isn’t OK to be 80 years old.

Woke up to lightening and thunder and wind last night wondering where it was safe to be.  Will my house blow down?  Wake up to warm wet morning, nothing broken yet.

Spent early evening outside on the deck reading in the dim light.  And then the electricity returned.

Slowly reading SPIRIT RUN and wondering if I could run 3,000 miles, even in my best days.