
"its only three hours. they'll live" says bobby. easy for you to say. your head is not poking in a butt the entire time. anyway, they were fine. unharmed and fed well along the way (bananas and rice chips). the usual at the beach. nice meals, long walks and some good riding. the roads are generally pretty quiet down there, and most drivers are respectful. tends to be more running after you dogs than one would like, but a little speed work never hurts.
my little bro was down at myrtle on his spring break. as a teacher, not a student, BIG difference. they got drunk at a piano bar vs a tiki bar. see, classy. we met them for dinner.

good times. i went running sunday morning. and felt like i was in hell. it was HOT. and no one was near me to get me a glass of ice water. see hell. for sure.

i ate these all weekend. they are like crack. i will need an intervention in the immediate future. weening myself off of them is such a lie. cold turkey is the way to go.
and now its back to work. my excitement is surely palpable. oh what a feeling.

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I can feel it. my computer just lit up when i saw you. the excitement is there, believe in it. Sorry you were so hot running. ( NOT!)
You're always hot Kari!
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