Had a great time visiting my brother Tom in Missoula, Montana. My broken rib didn't give me too much trouble and I don't have any significant new injuries to report, but I've got a couple things that may fester into something worth reporting later.
An occasional chronicle of my misguided attempts to engage in physical activities a few years after what could be considered my prime. My mind is already gone - now watch as the body crumbles. This blog is for the entertainment of my old running buddies. Anyone else who stumbles upon this will be even more bored than my old buddies. You have been warned.
2 comments:
You guys did an excellent job of nearly getting lost. Haven't you heard of the Donner expedition? All I've got to say is it's a good thing grizzlies hibernate in the winter 'cuz I hear they love peanut butter/banana sandwiches.
I didn't know Tom came out for a visit. Also, how'd you get all that faux snow all over Mission Trails? Plus you did a great clean up job.
Brilliant!
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