The Thing That

I just got to work, having played hooky this morning to help Melle get ready and drive her to the airport. You'll remember she's off to Indiana today to run a half-marathon on Saturday - 13 miles of gruelling fun. Because of the time difference, it'll be around 6am here when she starts. I'll be urging her on in my sleep, drooling "Go baby" into the pillow between snores. Seriously, I'm massively impressed by her dedication to this feat and quite bummed that I won't be there to watch her cross the finish line. Next time...