kneedeep

julian found a new fun thing to do! the new fun thing is to whap snow-laden branches with his ski pole just as i'm walking underneath them. and then snicker maniacally. easy target, i am, so absorbed by what is around me, i'm not paying attention to the ass behind me every time i happen pass under a cedar branch.

we snow-shoed for over 3 hours. it was great to be out in the snow, breathing to the bottom of our lungs. how often do you do that? breath all the way to the bottom of your lungs. do it. i've been doing it a lot lately. i've been reminding myself, even when i'm not working out, to breath deeply. just take a few deep, slow breaths. feel them move in, down, up and out of my lungs. like watching one single snow flake make its way from the clouds in the sky through the trees and down to the earth, i visualize and follow my breath all the way through my body.

ringo had an excellent time on the trail, falling into his trail scout role he assumed when we backpacked in idaho. he'd run ahead, and then sprint back to check on us, full-bore, and then skid out in a cloud of kicked-up snow as he slid to a stop at our feet. he ended up with snow/ice balls dangling from his ankles like some kind of doggy-leg ornaments.

tomorrow, a four mile run. my first. i'm a little nervous. a good night's sleep should help. so that's what i have planned for this evening.