When you don't have anything good to say about someone isn't best to say nothing at all? Well, that is how I feel about July! It's been miserably hot, and I've been busier than all get out. (that's a little WV speak there for you).
Hiroko and I moved to a larger place to accommodate
my race medals and gear our son, who is doing his best to arrive in time for his first Halloween! Painting and moving in NC during the month of July . . . not the best idea ever, but we did it. And, now there is a nice blue room and a baby Jogger waiting for my boy!
I still able to get in 90+ miles this month and several good workouts, but most of my runs were painful sweat and bonk fests that had screaming "Thundering Jehosophat, July you merciless Son Of A Beehive, go Shitake Mushroom yourself!"
or something like that. Fatherhood is coming, and I need to start editing the language . . . a lot. But, it looks like I may just have survived this month, so I am happy to say to July a very G rated . . .