Marines

I get uncomfortable associations with the movie Gallipoli when I run Marine Corps events. Yet, I was a Marine, a good one. I gravitate towards the Marine running events. That nexus of fitness, pride, discipline, and precisely organized race management appeals to me at a visceral level.

Denise and I ran the Marine Corps Marathon Run to Register 10K. Runners completing the 10K have an automatic entry to the MCM should they chose to register.

Here's Butler Stadium at dawn, just before most of the runners arrive:

Snow flowers

The pear trees in the neighborhood are covered in blooms so they look snow-laden. Years ago, coming up to this area to interview with IBM in April, I saw the springtime flowers and mistook them for snow.

Six easy miles today. Denise bought me a book on birds of the eastern United States. I can finally start learning about, and recognizing the calls of, the birds that surround me each morning.