I am having kind of a Wrist to Forehead Sunday, when I swoon, dramatically posed with the back on one wrist to my forehead — why do I not yet have a chaise lounge to faint upon? This is not an unreasonable goal. Actually, it is, considering I cannot even get my house cleaned and organized.
The sign that should be in front of my house and definitely in front of my brain!
I could not find an appropriate illustration during a quick check of my Media Library so make due with this. I ran by this sign on this morning’s run, then I went through Meyer’s Park. It was only a two-mile run, so shorter than the last run, but I still feel I am getting into shape for the Boilermaker 15K in Utica, NY in July. I suppose I should feel pleased with myself that I went for a run, was it two days in a row? I am getting so forgetful in my old age.
I do love purple.
I throw in a picture of a few crocuses to cheer myself up. Things got colder this weekend than they were earlier in the week, but I don’t really mind that. The temperatures haven’t killed off the flowers.
I don’t suppose it was the temperatures that have killed off my ambition, either, but I need to get some of it back. Maybe I could manage a Mohawk Valley Adventure this afternoon. I hope you are all enjoying your Sunday, with or without a chaise lounge.
Mohawk Valley Girl 