I ran this morning, thinking I would go ahead and make two Running Commentary posts in a row. Then I thought a common or garden Wrist to Forehead Sunday would be OK. Now I am sitting here at the laptop, typing nonsense, and watching the clock creep closer to when my friend Kim comes over and my husband Steven gets off work and we head to the Little Falls Cheese Festival Fundraiser at the Overlook Mansion. There will be wine and craft beer samples there. If I wait and make my post later, I fear I will drink and type. Of course I have done that before, but it is not ideal.
Then again, it may be better than what I have so far. Perhaps I should compose two posts today, one now and one later, publish both and let the readers decide. Ah, but what to write about NOW?
This morning’s run was pretty good. I ran down to the canal trail, starting by Mohawk Valley Ambulance Corp, running for as long as I ran yesterday. Yay me. Back home, I made a macaroni salad for my lunches this week, also chopping vegetables for snacks. Yay me again, although it might be better if I did not eat all kinds of other crap besides the vegetables. However, I can’t worry about that now.
My real wrist to forehead situation today is what to wear to the fundraiser. I have a color coordinated outfit on now but I’m not in love with it. I think I look like an overweight middle-aged lady. Oh wait, that’s what I am. I suppose I will look like that no matter what. Ah, and what’s in the middle of that last sentence? “No matter.” That is what I often say to myself, and it is what I say now. I don’t like my outfit. I don’t like this blog post. No matter. I’m going to have fun at the fundraiser. I wonder if I can get anything else useful done before I go.