Being sicky is icky
I ran the TC 10 Mile on Sunday, after spending the days prior to that hemming and hawing and wondering if I had lost my mind. I wondered if I should even try to run that race, as my right knee was still healing. It seemed like my nervousness was causing a little added pain to my knee. But, I'm glad I didn't concede to the fear I had been feeling. I had tried to run this race for the previous two years to no avail, so was very thankful to finally do so this year. I finished with a respectable time of 1:37:52, according to my timing chip (1:41:52 gun time). Mark was there at the finish line, cheering me on, and letting other spectators squeeze in beside him under his golf umbrella to avoid the falling rain.

Unfortunately, I now have a bad cold, caused partly from the rain that started falling as I finished my last quarter-mile of the race, and also because half my office is sick. I came home from work early today, and though I should be resting, I figured an update on the life and times of me might be desired by you, the fine readers of this LJ.

The previous weekend, my cousin Bill got married to his first serious girlfriend, Julie. Theirs was a pretty wedding, and I enjoyed seeing my relatives and parents. I also came back to the Cities with a bunch of produce from my parents' garden. I haven't had to go grocery shopping, save for the occasional trip to Target to pick up a gallon of milk, for the past three or four weeks. Rock on!

I had my two-year review at my full-time job a couple weeks ago, and it went well. I also got a raise. Now I can really quit my bartending job. The verdict is still out on that, however. I keep going back and forth between the extremes. The worsening economy is definitely influencing my decision, though if the banks fail, my hard-earned money might disappear.

Mark and I toured the Leinenkugel's brewery in Chippewa Falls, WI the weekend before Bill and Julie's wedding. Nothing beats being able to purchase beer on Sundays. :)

Now, it's time for a nap!