Late-Night Rambling

Yes, it's three something in the morning, and no, I can't sleep. Too much input today, I guess. That, or I missed the going to sleep window and now I'm just up for the night. It was kind of a long day, so I should be totally wiped, but I'm not at all. I'm half tempted to go and get my eight-mile run in now before the sun comes up. Night running is a whole different kind of running - all of the little shadows in your head come out to cruise the streets after everyone else has cleared out. Makes for some interesting sidewalk shows, and I'm kind of in the mood for that, I suppose.

I went out for a three-mile tempo this morning, At 7:00 it was already ridiculously hot and humid. Insanity. But the run was good in spite of it all. And somewhere between yesterday and today I decided to wean myself off of my MP3 player since I really don't want to screw with it for Steelhead. Yesterday, I managed the first four miles without any musical assistance, and today's run was sans any, as well. Guess that makes tomorrow's (today's!) eight-miler the true test. Well, one of the true tests, anyway. The heat index is supposed to climb to 100 degrees. Guh. Should make for an interesting morning, to say the least. Yet another reason to just get out there now.

Let's see, we spent the rest of the day at the county fair with some family, which was a blast. And yes, these racer back tan lines now are permanently tattooed, thank you very much.

The kids loved the animals - and probably the highlight of the whole day was when we were in the draft horse barn. While my three-year-old son was petting a donkey he said, "Hi Donkey, where's Shrek?" Man, I laughed so hard that I almost started crying.

OMG, and those draft horses, I could have watched them all day. They kind of have that ocean effect on me - just so enormous and powerful that they were mesmerizing.

I'm just ridiculous, there are so many things that strike awe in me. I've seen the ocean (in person) exactly once, and that was just for a few minutes, so I don't think that it counts. Except in pictures, I've never seen the mountains, whales in the wild, the Northern lights, The Redwoods or the Grand Canyon, and the list goes on.

Come the day, I have a feeling that I'll probably react like a five-year-old if seeing those horses today was any indication. Heh, and I guess that I kind of like the idea of seeing the world as a five-year-old might sometimes.