"Every morning she rose with the sun--a ritual punctually followed by peach-blossom tea and grapefruit. For refreshment she walked through the woods. There was life to be lived." 

ps. it is seriously gorgeous out tonight. 

welcome, autumn.

down and dirty.

A couple friends and I ran the dirty dash this weekend. 

Sarah and I ended up running it barefoot.  We thought there would be so much mud we'd lose our shoes anyway (false).  Everyone thought we were crazy.  Apparently, "everyone [was] talking about" us (or so said a lady we ran into waiting to go down the slip and slide towards the end of the race).  It was pretty cool.

I put lots of pictures on facebook. I'll pick my favorites and put them here. Later.

For now, enjoy these videos of our awesome adventure (Jana was our trusty captain and planned delicious food and other surprises for us, and took almost all of our pictures.  She did not run.)

getting ready to run.





grrr.





captain's log.




just after we finished.





our last video, taken on the trip home.

"Our greatest glory is not in never failing, but in rising every time we fall."

Ralph Waldo Emerson