Easy like monday morning..

I seem to be in a 6:30 rut. I had a good weekend of training - 15 miles Friday, four hours of ride/transition run on Saturday, and a 10k road race Sunday morning. Our usual 10k course here is kind of rough. You go up Diamond Head at in the second kilometer, run a lap around Kahala, and then up the backside of Diamond Head for kilometers 8-9. I ran the first half comfortably, planning to hit 5k in 20 min and then pick it up. A man yelling splits said 20-flat as I passed and told me I was in 10th place. Just where I wanted to be.. it was time to run 19:45 or so for the back half. But something happened on the hills back up. I didn't run out of legs.. I ran out of lungs. I think the one track workout of the year was just not quite enough! With 100m to go, someone yelled If you beat the guy next to you you're top ten! Which was just the motivation the man next to me needed to drop me. I finished 11th - but 1st girl, in 40:30 (ick.)

Henry is doing a research project on Indonesia for third grade social studies. Last night we had dinner at Heather and Steve's house, and I reminded Henry that Steve is from Indonesia and maybe he should ask him some questions. Henry said that was OK, he was doing research at the library. Steve asked how that was going.. and Henry replied: Pretty good. Last trip, I almost found the I's.

There are good changes happening at work.. a little reorganization that will make my life both happier and a little less foul-smelling. It's 6:30 am and I've got 6 recovery miles in the bank already, plans to swim this evening, Sky chattering my left ear off and demonstrating how to kiss a pillow (she is 5! WTH?) and work is going to be good.. happy monday.