I know Labor Day has past, but I really enjoyed the weekend. The whole house went out to a beach on the north shore. It was kind of barbaric how we set up camp. The guys went and got the wood (which, during the process I stepped on a rusty nail) and the girls went to the beach to make the campsite. I must say that everyone, both guys and girls, did an excellent job. The bonfire was a hit and the food was delicious. Baum and Bernice experienced nothing but fresh air between them and the wonderful and vibrant stars and Kristine and I utilized the tent that I brought out here. All and all it was a great time.
Also, this past weekend was Kristine's birthday. The move to Hawaii has strained the pockets a bit, but we were able to enjoy one of the days. She was strutting around in her new Sanuk's smelling like vanilla.
F.Y.I. Baum and I are assistant coaches for the cross country team. The kids inspired me to start running again since the 10 years of competitive running had left me in a somber mood. To compete takes dedication and concentration. Especially the past year. Man I never worked so hard. It paid off, but I needed a small break. A small break turned into one month then two and so on. I'm looking forward to running the Honolulu marathon, but I'm more excited about potentially doing a 100-mile race here on the island. Yes, you did not read that wrong. 100-mile. I still have to apply for the waiting list. And yes again. There are other people that enjoy running very far over very hard course. Anyways, I think we are heading into town (Honolulu) for First Friday, which is a giant block party full of clubs, bars, and art galleries that is celebrated on the first Friday of every month. Later.
