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Thank God there are no marching violins.
July 9, 2006 at 12:19 PM
Around came my favorite time of year, complete with fireworks, parade, carnival, and mountain race. July 3rd brought me four hours of sleep, 11 hours of kitchen work for a special banquet (which I accompanied with a little simple violin music on the side), and a two hour drive to Seward for the annual race up my old favorite, Mount Marathon. I wasn't expecting much out of my attempt this 4th of July, even after so much training. This year, I'd have been pleased just to report another survival. As an added bonus, though, my friends and I all performed better than last year, and I placed 69th out of 350.
I love my friends Heidi and Kim. They've made training so much more fun.
Seward's 4th of July parade calls for special attire. Pets, too!
Ruth and I watched the fireworks display from afar, so that the explosions came several seconds after the bright lights. Sudden booming sounds frighten me; I prefer the advance notice.
And here's my excuse for not practicing this week:
(don't worry, mom, it's all better now.)
I do believe it's true
That there are angels in both of my shoes.
It's been a bittersweet summer so far, like a steep mountain that offers a beautiful view above the clouds.
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Posted on July 10, 2006 at 2:55 PM
I call it Kat Kozy.
Was that foto after the race?
Posted on July 11, 2006 at 8:21 AM
Bill, my question is, do you take one lump or two with your kitty?
Posted on July 12, 2006 at 10:59 PM
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