A few pics from the morning...
Lincoln logs and Thomas The Tank Engine are perfect together
We are about the only people in our neighborhood with out dogs. One neighbor has 6. So the deer seem to herd up in our yard. Here's an 8 point buck hanging out.
And the only thing better than an 8 point buck is pair of identical twin 8 point bucks.
I am officially entered in my first ultra. Although the website has me entered in the 50k which I am getting changed. A 50k just won't do. My number is 88. I am always a bit superstitious about my race numbers. I have raced very well at Ironman with the bib #16 which, surprisingly, I have had several times.
In my second Hawaii Ironman I was #44. If we do the Lucho math, 4X4=16. The next year I placed 16th. So now I take it as a good sign when my race number adds up (even if I have to get creative with the math) to 16. Of course when I wore #16 at Kona the following year I placed 25th, which makes sense because 1+6=7 and so does 2+5. This numerology rule however doesn't mean, because I have #88, that I will finish 16th. It just means it's a good sign. Since it's my f'd up superstition I can make the rules.