memories

a year ago i was furiously planning and worrying about my impending triathlon in the next week. this year... i can barely get my butt out the door for a run. Working full time sure takes a toll on oneself...

and yet I still plan on getting up at 5:30am for a run. last year shen came out the last weekend in august, to run the chicago tri with me, this year i will be going out to Boston the same weekend in August, for one last hurrah while the gang still lives there (mostly). I hope to move back soon, I really miss Boston. Chicago is a great city, and I love the lake, but I don't love the city itself. It's too loud, too big, too harsh. I miss the quiet brick sidewalks and hushed universities of the east coast, and the ocean with it's salty zang.

memories.