long slow run and more bad golf practice

went out late and did a long and very slow run with frequent stretch breaks and a short break to help lorraine, the phenomenologist who lives on a house boat, carry a gang plank back to the friend she borrowed it from; turned out to be the guy in the red toyota truck who lives next to st margaret's truck who waves to me every morning i run that way. along the way we got some help from another friend who's dog barks at me every morning from the window sill she sits on while u run by. in an increasingly smaller world, oxford continues to shrink even more.

did the usual run and won't bore people with the details. to the church, to the river -north and south, to the canal and then eventually headed home; some back and forth due to the aforementioned carrying of the gangplank. worth about 7 miles judging from the time and calorie count.

eventually headed up to practice, but it went badly. the rain and the wind didn't help, but i just could not make a good takeaway and kept getting trapped behind and constant efforts to fix it helped a bit but left me frustrated enough to just give up for the day. hit 25 pitch shots and called it a day. then spent the rest of the day doing lots of paperwork and reconciliation stuff.

all in all, another day over and will leave the depression of it behind. last minute highlight was a call from beth. good timing and was nice to chat a bit. late now and still stuff to do before hoped for sleep.

a depressing whiny blog today- hillary could have written this one huh?
but will be home later next week; not all bad and it is now march tomorrow. 152 days to go. and 20 or so of them at home.

this blog says nothing and should can it but not enough time to write another. reality was the run was so so but pretty along the water as usual- green water today. almost forgot they are working on the river trail again, where the bike rider fell in and drowned and it will be closed for two weeks while i am home. would be nice if they got it done. ha - but will see. oxford runs on native american time.

was good to see lorraine again and the two guys from germany and turkey were at the driving range and they were complaining about how bad the food is here and how lousy eating out is and how expensive it is on top of that. don't like the bread, beans and always bad pizza. what can i say? i think it is bad too. we commiserated. they live on panninis and baguettes. i know how that goes too. suggested a few fair places and told them to try "giraffe's" a decent chain from london. and they have pancakes. still, they go home in 3 weeks and it will be better for them.

away i go. the adventure continues. no word on the cat yet. poor thing.