Monday, June 18, 2018

The Ruby Girls and Mount Washington!

Monday (0) Brought my stuff, didn't manage my calendar, no excuse for that.  Grocery shopping and laundry kept me pretty busy in the evening. Gosh, I'd love to have a wife to take care of all that shit. Imagine all the free time I'd have!  (don't forget I also work a 40 -50 hour week, can I hear a hell yes from my other working wives?). Jax seemed content to sit on the porch with me while I enjoyed my last 603.

You'd have to ask him what the neighbors were bickering about this time.
I'd of divorced her too if I was married to her.  Poor Jay.

Tuesday (40) The plan initially was a ride out to Misquamicut and back to Groton with the EBAC Tour de Testosterone.  That ride crept up to 66 miles with the leader not wanting to ride the same road twice. No fucking way (it's my blog I can swear if I want to, phttttttt).  A few eMails between Tom, Ro, Me, and Charlotte.  Tom has now dubbed us Char Ro Be or something like that.  And we had a flat 40 miler instead.

Relive it here.  I think I love the part where we did circles in the parking lot for 1/2 mile!  HA!

Tom thinks the guys need their heads examined, who wouldn't want to ride with three charming and funny ladies?

Ro, Charlotte, and I all ride Rubys!
The Ruby Girls!
We were happy for the company and for him to push the pace from time to time to keep us on task!

Wednesday (3.2)  A therapeutic walk with Ro at lunch, she hasn't really experienced spitting nails, Beth, before.  After letting me talk and yell and scream I felt so much better! 

Thursday (2) Rachel and I had a therapy session at the Beer'd Running for Rescues.  REDACTED

Happy 19th work anniversary to me!

Friday (0) It rained earlier than I expected.  I had a loose idea I'd take Jax for a hike before I headed to NH, figuring my meetings didn't start till 10 a.m. and Dave was up and out by 6 a.m. Surprises awaited me in my inbox and surprise, rain.  

Saturday (8.4) Hike up Mount Washington and cheer on a few of the runners we knew and then hike down.  We started about 7 a.m. 2ish miles up Tuckerman and then 2ish miles up Lion Head.  

Steve, me, Mark, Ro, Grace

I hiked with Ro & Mark who've done this year round and at least a dozen times.  And Grace & Steve I think Grace has done the first 2ish miles of Tuck as part of some crazy race, her husband Steve?  He is all politician, I blocked him out as much as possible.

The first 2ish miles looked mostly like this.

The trails were crowded, it was a great day for a hike and everyone was taking advantage of it!  We ran into a woman from our part of CT/RI so that was pretty cool. She too was hiking up to see the runners finish, she sped past us and we wished her well.

Yeah, a ladder...  it got steep!

For my first hike, it wasn't bad, I think I did ok considering I have zero mountain climbing skills and no idea what to expect.  I had the upper body strength enough to hoist myself up and lower myself down when needed.  Imagine if I actually got back to working on these things.  I don't have the speed of everyone else, probably a combination of not knowing what I'm doing and an overabundance of caution because of the terrain and I'm slow, period.  

I got to see Rachel and that made me tear up.  She solidly beat her B goal and I'm proud of her!  Leslie and Sarah were far to fast!  

It's not called "The Rock Pile" for nothing!

And for this, my 4th time up the rock pile I got the dorky photo with the summit sign.  

See dorky

The way down was easier cardiovascularly and tough mentally, you really have to think about the next three steps ahead plus watch out for on coming hikers and hikers wanting to pass and making sure you are staying on the trail going from cairn to cairn when you are over the tree line.  


My biggest worry was my knee buckling.  I felt the warning signs a few times and I'd stop and do what I needed to do to get everything lined up again.  Happily, it did not buckle, gave me enough warning so I could adjust.  My knees are the least painful part of my body at present.  

The other two hitchhiked back to their car.

Sunday (1) We took Jax to the field so he could get out and scrub off three days of being cooped up in the house.  He'll get to go adventuring next weekend.  

Happy 18th Wedding anniversary to me and my Imaginary Husband!

One of the many wedding cakes!


Saddle:  40
Feet: 16


"The Pillars of the Earth"
by Ken Follett
Status:  Finished

Exceptional story, for such a huge undertaking it was easy to keep the characters and their individual stories straight.  I kind of want to go look at all the old churches in Europe now!

by David McCullough
Status:  Finished

Well researched and extremely readable and understandable.

"A Million Years in a Day: A Curious History of Daily Life"
by Greg Jenner 
Status: In progress

So far interesting, we are going through the process of a day from waking up to I'm assuming going to bed, and all the activities in between and the evolution of them.  Like waking up when the sun comes up and how clocks differed from town to town and that worked fine until we had railroads and time schedules and if you were going from town to town it may be 10:15 when you leave on an hours journey and be 11:05 when you arrive, yet an hour has still passed.   I'm enjoying how Jenner is attempting to pull together a million years of history in one day.

I picked this one out because it was available, and no other reason.  I discovered I did not have any more books loaded into my iPod classic!  YIKES, First World Problems.  


Slow progress, who wears socks in the summer anyhow, plus they are probably going to be the ugliest or second ugliest pair I've ever made.

All in all a good week definitely depleted any saved energy stores and I need to figure out how to manage the coming week and not burn out.

Beth, pain is temporary, pictures are forever.

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Choice: Focus on feeling shitty or Focus on what doesn't feel shitty

I should probably change this to Beth Rides in RI, ha!  Clearly running is not what I'm doing much of, and I am so happy to not be in constant pain.

Monday (2) I could feel something odd happening inside me so I bagged a lunch run, besides I’d done something physical for the last 3 days so maybe it was time for a small break.  Dave and I took Jax on a hike along the Yellow Dot to the Outenback for a grand total of 2 miles.  Jax seemed less sullen than on Sunday.  

Cool Luna Moth from the campground
I didn't have a lot of pictures other than camping.

Tuesday (20)  The Tour de Testosterone was riding out of New London Tuesday night and it was supposed to rain, Ro and I were going to ride in Groton, the question was when.  We decided on a lunch ride to be sure we missed the predicted afternoon rain.  Mark found a great path leading from the neighborhood before Bluff Point through Haley Farm and along Mumford Cove.  This eliminates the hairy experience up Fort Hill.  The hill itself isn’t the issue, it’s a short 7% grade climb, the concern is the traffic or riding on the crappy sidewalk and being alert for cars backing out of driveways.  All around it’s a bad place to bike.  This is a great alternative to get out to Groton Long Point, plus it is an all-around pleasant biking experience.

We did a lap around Groton Long point and back to Campus.  I was tired, more tired than I should have been.  But I didn’t sleep well on Monday night, nor did I sleep well on Sunday night.  I had a couple really good and energetic weeks, guess that’s all my body is going to allow me, now to put some effort into not to pissing off my body more.  Back to faking being well for a while.  Lovely.

Advil: 2
Tylenol: 4

Wednesday (5.7 +  1)  After a slower than usual power walk, can I even call it that?  It’s my blog I can mostly say what I want, right?   Good and a handful of Advil helped me limp through the rest of the work day.  Crap I hate this so very very much.  

It was pretty clear I was heading for a big crash but had to honor some commitments.  I vaguely remember going through the motions sorry if you have to repeat yourself next time we talk.  Dave had to laugh when I farted and said "Good night" while nothing about any of this is funny taking it to seriously makes it worse.

This was from Charlemont, I didn't have many interesting pictures not from there.
Jax gets very concerned when he is separated from his peeps and that big silver thing.  This is his concerned stance.

Jax got gypped on his walk so we ended up playing "The Dumb Game" I felt bad he didn't get a good adventure.

As always, I went to bed thinking: TOMORROW I’ll wake up feeling normal!  

Advil: 6
Tylenol: 0

I haven't figured out which works better for what but Advil was what I had on my desk, so there you go.  I think Tylenol actually works better at the fever part...

Thursday (2.5)  I slept through the night, probably mostly out of pure exhaustion.  Spent the day telling my watch to shut the fuck up about "It's time to move."  

I'm taking over some responsibilities from a retiring colleague.  They've been doing this job over 20 years and she is at a loss on how to train me or what to tell me, so she said, I can't figure out how to do this, maybe we can try a couple different things?  Sure.  She gave me the basics of guidance and shuffles the inquiries on to me and I tell her what I think the next steps are and sometimes I'm right sometimes I'm wrong.  So far it is going well but come July 2nd when she is officially gone I'll have a melt down.  The thought of transitioning my job responsibilities to someone else scares me too, at some point it all becomes second nature on what to do.  I think Cecilia did the best by giving me the most basic of guidance, a contact list, and a reference list.  Most of it I've been able to noodle through pretty successfully and even use my own network to find answers!

He's such a goof.

We took Jax on a hike at Riverwood, looking for snakes didn't see any but heard something like a goose being strangled by a pig.  Who knows what goes on in the area by the Pawcatuck River.  

NO Advil or Tylenol, a sure sign of better things to come.

Friday (3) Off to Mohawk State Campground in Charlemont, MA for a quick trip.  

When Jax figured out we were going adventuring he was ecstatic.  Seriously!  He had his usual Flying Wallendas routine, the random punching of things, and added to this a whole body shake, it was HILARIOUS!

The camp loop logged about 0.6 miles when Jax and I went to investigate to get our bearings.  It was a mile walk, out and back to the dumpster to deposit garbage, all asphalt, not great fun.  We did our camp loop 3 or 4 times a day.
Deerfield River, Charlemont MA

We were a quick decent to the Deerfield River, or a bit safer longer decent.  Dave picked the 'That was a bad idea' decent the first time and we picked the reasonable assent to get back to the campsite. 

Deerfield River, Charlemont MA
Dave had to sign a paper saying we were aware we were camping in black bear country and food was to be kept in the food safe on the site, not in tents, don't leave food waste around, pretty much clean up after yourself and anything that might be a tasty snack or attract a bear should be in the food locker or disposed of in the dumpster before nightfall.

He wanted to go out there, sure thing pal, how ya getting back?

This had me a little worried the first night.  But when Jax's nose whistling became so annoying we had to get up I checked all around our site and didn't see any bear tracks to that made me feel a little better.  Drama much, Beth?  Ha ha

It is hard to know what you are looking at.
Jax (you can see a tiny bit of his white chest) is staring intently at Dave who is roasting a marshmallow. He couldn't understand why Dave was playing in the fire.
Dave and Jax enjoyed their first ever 'smores!

We were without reliable cell reception, excellent.  If you stood on the picnic table you could get a bar, excellent.  I got a couple photos posted but it really wasn't worth the hassle.  

Bridge of Flowers, Shelburn Falls, MA

Saturday (3) Dave went to the Thunder Mountain Bike Park to do downhill biking and Jax and I were going to hike Indian Trail to the lookout point.  

A cliff on the Indian Trail, just after we turned around.

Dave's day was far more successful once he bought a pair of gloves (he forgot his) so his hands stopped slipping off the handlebars.  Jax and I set out with plenty of water and a drinking vessel for him in a backpack on me.  The initial part of the trail was a gentle slope and then it turned into an uphill hell.  We made it 0.3 miles up the trail to the tune of 700 feet of gain and I called it.  What if he fell and I had to get him off the trail?  This could be bad.  He was happy to have already had half his water at this point too. We went back to the campsite, and he chased flies and other bugs and I read.  

I love finding old decaying vehicles in the woods, this is along the Nature Trail (I think)

We took a much more reasonable hike later on and found some perfectly reasonable trails to explore.  He is not a mountain goat and I am working very diligently at reducing the stress points in my life.  I may need to go live in the woods permanently.

Family Photo

Sunday (40) Months ago Jess and Faith and I planned to meet up for a bike ride on June 10th.  Last week that dropped to Jess and I.  (Faith had to adjust her schedule so she could keep up her training for her Vermont 100K race.)    

Totally didn't plan on the neon green theme!!

Jess and I decided we'd go back to Mansfield CT, somewhat central to both of us, and ride the 40 mile Tour de Mansfield course.  The wrinkle was the start time because we'd be 2 hours away by car, 2.75 hours away towing a trailer.  Fortunately Jess was a little worried about the heat  and a late start of 10 to pulling it back 1/2 hour.  Instead of 9:30 Dave and I got there at 9:45 and then there was an issue with parking.  All went well we were rolling by 10:08 a.m. and the weather was perfect for biking cloudy, cool, and no direct sun.  If we would have gone with 10 we would not have rolled until 10:30 or 10:45.   

I think I need to raise my seat.
Picture by Jess, while she was riding, bad Jess, bad.

Relive the ride here.

The best part of the ride other than the constant conversation was Jess' new bike is perfect for her.  The hills on this course were tough for her last year and with a smoother just a bit lighter bike and I think a bit more core strength as a result of PT to manage her physical challenges (Scoliosis) she was zipping past me on a few hills.  It was freaking awesome to see, she looked so much more at home on the new bike.  There is something to be said for having the correct equipment for the job and for your style.

We agreed on a stop at mile 20 to just get out of the saddle and it so happened we were at the top of an incline and found a completely empty parking lot to hang out in for a few minutes and drink and eat and incessantly chat.

Overall we did more miles on the course than last year and Strava showed a marked improvement in our times.   I have to say that is the FIRST time the second time I did something I did better. 

Dave and Jax hung out in the parking lot, took a hike, did some trailer maintenance.  While I feel guilty having to have him wait he reminded me that was pretty much all I did yesterday.  Yeah, but I did it in the woods, was it really the same?

Overall for a pretty impromptu trip we managed to not forget anything!  

Definitely will be back!! I have a few road bike rides in mind for sure!!


Feet:  17
Saddle: 60

For feeling like something the cat barfed up most of this week I did pretty well!



Feast:  True Love in and Out of the Kitchen
by Hannah Howard

This was disappointing. An anorexic who turns into a bulimic and makes bad choices. I kept wanting it to become more engaging, there was a lesson to learn, it was an interesting peek, a very short peek, in to the culinary world.

In Progress:

The Pillars of the Earth
by Ken Follett

Aliena is exacting revenge on her father's killer, it's getting good!  Richard is going to be Earl.

The Loom
by Sheila Gillus

A story about a light skinned slave who can fake it in the white world however doesn't want to leave her world behind.


Slower than usual progress on the socks...

Beth glad for a fun weekend to erase the shitty parts of the week!

Monday, June 4, 2018

Sullen Jax, Crazy Weather, Donuts, and Beer!

Monday (1) - We were packed up and flushed out and on the road from Ascutney VT to Westerly RI by 10 a.m.  Looked to be not a great weather day North, better South, might as well get home and get all the chores done and dusted!  I think we were all ready to be home and in our own space after 4 nights away.

Tuesday (18)  - Ro and I rode with the EBAC aka "Tour de Testosterone" B Ride, the only additional person was Lucas, who has improved greatly with a proper road bike and a few more miles on the bike!  He's still a little erratic in his speed and path traveled (dramatic swerves away from storm grates, pebbles, other errata in the roadway), so we keep a wide berth around him, to not have an accident. 

A short chat with Tom about the A Ride advertised as speeds 14 - 18 MPH with two re-group points, he indicated there are some who ride in the 12 - 13 MPH as well as speed demons in the 18 - 20 MPH. 

The "water" in the middle is Dave's.

A while back, one of the riders on Sir George's ride asked me what I was training for.  I had to think a minute, I said: "I'm training to stay healthy and active." To quote a wise man "Rest is Rust".

We all have different achievements, motivations, and goals.  I've been doing a lot of noodling on these topics as I find myself reacting to and reeling in those reactions.  I'm not sure if I have business reacting to them or not.  Depends on perspective: friendship versus leadership.

Wednesday (5.7 + 2) Hills with Ro at the normal time and our peppy pace, although we did dog the last mile, ha ha ha...  She sent out an agenda before the walk!  I cracked up! We had to have two very serious discussions, one on the team name for the Mount Washington Century (Five Top the Notches) and the other on my proposal for an 87-mile 5K elevation ride the first weekend in July (summarily shot down for being exclusionary an alternative plan put in place!).

Jax posting on "The Post" at Napatree

Rory finished her sweater, the knitting, and the blocking, so we discussed the sewing it together process.  Rory is a master seamstress and has to throw everything she knows about sewing together woven fabric out the window for sewing together knitted fabric.  It really is a challenge as you can find yourself slipping into woven fabric habits and they don't work with knitted fabric.

Jax was home all alone and lonely, he was right there at the door before I even got it open.  Woofed down his dinner and was looking for an adventure!  I took him to Napatree for a walk on the beach.  Not a lot of off-leash time as there were people there and the piping plover nesting.  He was able to scrub off what little crazies he did have in our two miles before it was dark. 

Dashing through the waves!

The walk made me remember when Dave and I would take Gizmo, Diesel, and Sage there after dinner most nights of the week, in the dark, in the winter so they could run off their crazies.  Wow, one dog is so much easier than three, or even two...  I was remembering a trip to Quonnie with Jax and Sage and keeping them away from the plover areas and not getting carried away playing and scaring people - those two could make some really ugly noises.

Watch Hill has some spectacular sunsets.  Glad to catch one before the tourists show up!
Please, tourists, show up and spend your money, our economy depends on it!!

And so ends the middle of the week and generally one of my busiest days!

Thursday (0) Oh how I hated 'wasting' such a beautiful day.  No run at lunch, no ride after work, I was tired I needed a day off.  Hmmm so what about that "Rest is Rust"?  Well "Exhaustion is a Flare" so there!  Phttttt.   

What I should have been doing after work:
  • Replacing the tube in Ruby's back tire, it has a slow leak after getting stabbed by some wire on our VT/NH ride.  Fortunately, the Gatorskins were as advertised and self-healed around the puncture, alas the tube does not.  Still noodling with tubeless for the road bike. 
  • Replacing the tires and tubes on Dolly to get her ready to gravel grind
  • Finding a seat for Dolly, I'm over thinking this seat thing too much and am in some sort of paralysis.
What I did:
  • Grocery shopped (ok that was kind of necessary as we were down to milk that turned on Tuesday and an onion)
  • Caught up on WWF while pretending to rest on the couch
  • Had a beer on the front porch  (ok we rarely ever run out of beer and that doesn't count as a grocery because here in RI you have to go to a packy to buy some, when will this state get with the times?)
  • Jibber jabbered with the neighbor YES he SHOULD buy the Airstream, it is a hell of a deal he was presented.   
I fulfilled my requirement/need to take a day off and I can get to my to-do list in the horrific weather we are supposed to have on Saturday and be prepared to ride on Sunday!

The last Frost till we get to VT again.
Friday (3) Back to the version of forward motion I call "running".  After talking with both Ro and Germain and watching, via Strava, Michelle muddle through recovery with interval running.  I decided to go back to the 5-minute run 1-minute walk routine.  It was a misty spitty day kind of day, very nice for running.  I enjoyed the 3 miles at my pace and process.  Somedays I miss running somedays I don't.  I absolutely don't miss the constant pain. This is going to be an interesting balance to figure out.

I wasn't sure about this one when I bought it.
Craft beer isn't cheap and if you don't like the first one you are stuck with 3 or 5 more.
I should have bit the bullet on this one.  DELICIOUS, tastes like a Nutter Butter cookie! I wanted to chase it with milk.
I recall several purchases that other people are enjoying...
For my Friday night excitement I changed Ruby's tube and cleaned her chain, so I'm ready to go for the couple hours of non-rain we are supposed to have in the morning.  I need to get the grit out of the back axle.  That can wait for one more ride, probably.  Especially if I'll probably get caught in the rain.

The hole was as I suspected, teeny tiny puncture, probably patchable despite being near the valve, I still chucked the tube, it would make for a likely blow out probably at an inconvenient time, although it could be pretty spectacular and scare the crap out of a pedestrian.  I did note I bought 42mm valve stems and not 48mm, crap.  I like the longer valve stems.  

Saturday (24) I got myself moving pretty quickly on Saturday morning.  I am not a morning person, so out the door by 8:30 is pretty damn good.  The rain looked to be starting 11:30 a.m.  I could get in a couple hours of riding and have an hour cushion in the event I found myself at Dave's Coffee Shop or Sift and scarfing down some sugar, fat, and calorie-laden goodie.  

Maple Bacon donut from Deviant Donuts in Mystic
A former boss's son makes these, very good!
I suck at taking pictures of food and frankly hate pictures of food.

What I did find were agitated drivers, Westerly has recently put up "Bikes May Use Full Lane" signs as well as marked the pavement on a few streets.  I can't really find rhyme or reason to it, it is what it is.  What it has done is rile up many of "Westerly Concerned Citizens" spewing their hatred of bikers and pointing out every bad thing we do.  I counted 10 cars rolling through stop signs and 6 on cell phones, rarely a blinker used, but who's counting?  And then there were the few that veer way right as they approach you from behind on the narrow streets.  Of course, the usual asshat who crosses the yellow to aim for the biker and Cleatus in his suped up pick 'em up truck gunning it to startle you. Gotcha buddy, hope your kids or grand-kids are out on their bikes or try and cross the street in crosswalks (also a target for drivers).  This rattled me more than I have been rattled before on the bike.   Allowing myself to be rattled upset me more than any of the the things people do to rattle cyclists.

The humidity and heat kept climbing, a sure sign of a storm.  I got back home to find Dave tearing off the fascia, soffit, and wooden gutters he put up 15 years ago.  A project that has been nagging him for years.  He never could figure out how to seal the wooden gutters and they always leaked.  I think they used to seal them with lead back in the day, and that is a verboten substance now.  And on the unpainted parts of the gutters, the carpenter bees were making a mess.  The front of the house is a sauna until about noon when the sun gets around to the side of the house.  He was a miserable sweaty covered in crud mess.  I went in and took a shower and a nap.  I'm no dummy!  The rain also looked to be delayed a few hours but I really needed a nap.  I sleep so much better in Spud.

Looks very nice, and yes that is a motorcycle.
Picture 12/2006
It takes FOREVER for snow is SO RI

Took a trip to Mystic Cycle to get a new seat for Dolly as well as some tubes.  Should I get offended when I tell the guy the size and he replies what type of stem and I say 48 mm when he really means Shrader or Presta valve and shows me the sample? Aww, you are a cute little boy helping the old woman, aren't you?  How about I pat you on the head and give you a cookie like a good grandma!

The rain clearly hit Mystic, the streets were flooded!

The rain never made it to Westerly!

When the sun was around the side of the house I embarked on cleaning the front windows.  It's been a few years.  That turned into washing the whole front of the house under the porch as well as the windows and I never did get to the inside windows and now have to find a deck brush to scrub the planking on the porch deck to clean that and oil it.  It looks very nice.  When Dave was off in NC for a week I was going to repaint the trim on the windows.  Removing the layers of dirt solved that problem!  We enjoyed beers after the demo and washing and checked the weather, the rain was going to continue going all around us.  Cool!

His is the clear stuff, water I suspect but he says it is Bells Two Hearted Ale
Clearly, ha ha, mine is beer!

Sunday (36 + 3)  Made up for the lacking 6 miles to make my Saturday ride a "real ride" met up with Ro at Bartleby's in Mystic and set off for an unknown course to collect some miles for saddle time.  We both need the saddle time.  Get that bum ready for bigger miles later in the month!  It was chilly for Ro and perfect for me and even 80% humidity felt dry.

Again I napped when I got home Dave was off adventuring at, well the name now escapes me, in the NW corner of CT SW corner of MA.  Some bike park.  

Jax joined me but didn't snuggle.  I so desperately miss Gus, Gizzy, Sage, and Diesel, and most of our foster, they LOVED to snuggle.  He did his cat thing and stayed out of arms reach.

I took Jax on a hike on his loop at Burlingame and it became pretty clear to me he really was pissed off we weren't camping this weekend.  He slogged along like a sullen teenager for the majority of the hike!  Unbelievable. 

The Sullen Teenager face.


Feet: 14
Saddle: 79


Still plugging away at the Red White and Blue socks.  Stupid shoulder.


I didn't really update last week very well, I'll catch you up!


An American Princess:  The Many Lives of Allen Tew
by Annejet van der Zijl

Very interesting bibliography of a remarkable woman and survivor.  Allene led her own life and made her own decisions in a time (late 1800's early 1900's) when women didn't dare do such things.  Plus she bested Newport society, not thumbing her nose at them (I don't agree with that), letting them know she too was worth something despite their assumptions based on her parentage.  

This was a book from Amazon Prime free book of the month.  Excellent purchase!

I also learned that reading the Kindle Fire outside does suck and I need to charge up and sync my ancient Kindle to read outside while camping.  First world problems.

In Progress:

Feast:  True Love in and Out of the Kitchen
by Hannah Howard

A woman with an eating disorder magnified by the people in her life.  Hopefully, she finds a way to cope with the people exacerbating her eating disorder versus giving into her disease. 

The Pillars of the Earth
by Ken Follett

Continues to be interesting, just long.  Jack Jackson has been found by Aliena the woman who bore his child and they are returning to Kingsbridge where Jack is vying to build the new cathedral.

All in all a good week, one full week feeling like my usual self, with a few naps.  Fingers crossed it lasts.

Beth craving bacon.