Let it not remain unsaid that I never jumped on or off a bandwagon, whatever the hell bandwagons are. Wagons with bands in them, perhaps.
But other bloggers have done year in reviews, so I will also, just to be like them, if a bit stupider.
It's been a sweet year, although I slept through most of it. I slept about as late as I can - about 10:00, enjoying some pleasant semi-directed dreams. It is currently half past noon. I had a very satisfying cup of coffee, Hawai'ian Macadamia Nut, with one the banana peanut butter muffins I made last night. I'm now starting a second cup, this time decaf hazelnut, with a second muffin. It started snowing lightly about half an hour ago, but seems to have stopped. Looks like nice running outside. I'm undecided whether to swim and run today or just to run. I haven't had the car out of the garage in two days and I like it. I may run long again today, even though it would be reckless. I'll have to decide soon.
Other than that, I just saw a documentary on the telly which clearly showed that it wasn't Bill Rodgers or Frank Shorter or Steve Prefontaine that inspired two generations of American distance runners. In 1965, well before any of the previously named runners achieved notoriety, Elly May Clampett took up jogging in front of a national audience. Uncle Jed told her "you're showing more meat than a butcher's window." If I had a nickel ....
Large hunks of ice are falling off my roof, raising quite a racket as they try to startle me into mistyping. It takes a lot more than falling ice to scare me.
So that's about it for 2008. A very good year, but not quite great. I give it 8 out of a possible 11 Nobel Prizes.
Easy 5.1 mile o+b Mirror Lake at sunset. 24:41 out (major downhill), 23:34 in, 48:15 total. Snowing, little wind, 26 degrees. I picked the distance because 1) I felt good, 2) it's a nice loop, and 3) it represents the average miles per day scheduled for January.
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