I got in 2 hours of pick up soccer with the pick up gang today. God, it felt so good to run hard like that and get banged up. It makes me feel human. It's good preparation for the upcoming co-ed, old fart's league.
I asked Sue and the sisters to run the Perimeter relay with me. I think it'll be awesome for the three of them to add this to their "BTDT and got the shirt" list. With all of the 5k's they've run, I know they can handle it. What a great way to spend time with family, huh? In pain?
In other "shoot me now" news, the damn car won't start. The dudes in the family say it's a starter problem. I love how the all these things happen when John's gone. Am I being tested? Punk'd? Ai, 'sus.