I am wishful thought...

I thought I ran at least once earlier last week prior to yesterday, but guess that was the week before...becuase Cic and I went over the whole week and yup, no runs in there. Dangit! That's why I had such a hard time running yesterday. 8 miles so far...and I must say, that is probably the furthest that I have ran so far. I've hiked 12 miles (Cinque Terre: Back when Chris and Glenn and I backpacked in '01), but never ran it. We even took a little break at the 4 mile point. Basically we ran from her place to the Beverly Center, got her ears pierced and ran back. The only thing that sucks about running on the streets rather than at the beyotch is that there ain't no frickin water fountains anywhere. Granted, at the beach, they'll trick you and you'll see a water fountain, only to see the waterhose disconnected when you get close enough, but there are working ones around. On the street, we didn't get to drink until we got to the BC and then not again til we got to the gas station accross the street from her place. I'm not gonna get to do a long run this week, and maybe even the next, but I'll try to get them in somehow. Just gotta keep on keepin on! But I do have to be careful about overextending myself. After that run yesterday, I played ball in a league game. We lost, but I played a lot... kinda tiring.

One of the things I've realized about my family is that it is quite a sickly family. Mom's had this crazy cough thing for a thousand years it seems. High blood and migraine headaches(which I have...the second, not the first...yet), history of stroke, diabetes. Needless to say, knowing how big genetics plays in famillies, it kinda freaks me out. Which is why I'm probably so parandoid when it comes to getting sick or hurt and stuff. And it's kinda funny, becuase I think probably one of the other reasons why I do so many activities is to try to stay as healthy as possible. Weird how you realize such things. I didn't realize it until mom told me about this headache she was having last night... Of all the genes I got from my folks, I hope physical ailments weren't included...

Speaking of family. It is so funny to me how we try not to become our parents, and in the end, we totally do. I've recently noticed I'm totally 1/2 of my mom's qualities, and 1/2 of pop's.

The results from the conclave so far? They did not come to an agreement in the first election...we wait another day.

"Three people helping each other will do as much as six alone."