Revisiting my blog: a haiku

To have a good blog,
one must share regularly,
and post photographs.

Clearly I've been a bad/absent/boring blogger lately. February is a very busy month at work for me and frankly I just feel like my life is pretty boring. But springtime is coming... it's 40 degrees here today! (And yes, that's warm!)
So right now I'm planning for one of my favorite days of the spring... Walk for Animals Day!

This is Belle, my walking partner and best pal.

On May 2, 2009 I'll be participating in the 35th annual Walk for Animals. This will be my 4th or 5th year and it's one of my favorite causes. I am a volunteer dog-walker/bunny-squeezer/cat-scratching-post at the St. Paul Humane Society and this is another way that I support animals. With five Twin Cities locations, they care for more than 35,000 unwanted, abused and neglected animals each year.
If this is a cause that is close to your heart as well, please consider making a donation by clicking
here.

I'm also dreaming of the end of Physics, the blooming of my tulips, and being outside with Belle. Spring is coming!

"It's a hell of a day at sea, sir!"

First, my title is a quote from a movie. I'm a nerd like that. I especially love friends who can (and will) quote movies to me in normal conversation. Anyway, I'm a couple of thousand miles from any sea, but it's been a hell of a day, anyway.
I am running a relay race in a week. 206 miles with 11 other women. www.ragnarrelay.com if you want to check it out in detail. Recently my 6.1 mile leg was increased to 9.5 miles. Uh oh! I was barely on track to be prepared for the 6.1 mile distance, my longest run having been 4 miles.
So I got out and ran 7ish this morning in preparation for my newly lengthened relay leg. It took me 1:28. I took Belle (the grown-up cute pup in my avatar) with me for about 5ish miles and then dropped her off at home, grabbed some water, and finished the last couple miles. Belle apparently had more energy than I gave her credit for because when I got home I found the remains of the two favor boxes from my sister's wedding torn up on the living room floor... with no sign of the Dove Promises chocolates that had been inside. All I wanted to do was sit down in the bathtub but instead I got to fight a 50 pound dog who did NOT want to have hydrogen peroxide poured down her throat. She hated it but didn't bite me, (even when I got some in her eye *bad mommy!*). Eventually it started working and she puked up the chocolate and all the foil wrappers. She was so miserable, and so was I. I hate doing "mean" things to her!
I weeded in my garden for while until I was sure she was done puking and then took a shower, ate some lunch and finally took a 2-3 hour nap. I went from 4 miles 2 weeks ago to 6 last weekend and now 7ish and my body is definitely feeling the pounding. I am still feeling pretty beat.
I think tonight will consist of leftover Thai food (YUM) and vegging out with a book (Barbara Kingsolver's Animal, Vegetable, Miracle: A Year of Food Life - highly recommended), or knitting my scarf and watching Olympics.