Too Much Forking

I took a few days off after the 50K, or as my daughter says, 31.0086 miles.

But the need for an adventure or some type of challenge is nipping at my heels again.

Don't laugh, but I went on-line and found the Sandy Point "Dashing Through The Show" 5K, which is just a trot through the holiday lights strung each year at my beloved Sandy Point State Park, on the shores of my Chesapeake Bay.  Yes, they're mine. I share them though. With lots of other people.

So I'm doing that run this Friday solo, probably.  Dave will be on his way back from a meeting in DC and I haven't tried to entice anyone else...OK, maybe I'll see if my daughter is up for it.   There is no advanced registration; just show up, pay $14 which helps the local hospital, and do the run. No premiums. Good. Like I need more running T-shirts.  Not.

My next adventure, at least one that I signed up for and put on the calendar, is another running event. I've always wanted to do the Celtic Solstice 5 mile run in Druid Hill park in Baltimore. I'm a Baltimore ex-pat, and I'm totally into B-more trivia, and this Celtic Solstice is a run that belongs to the locals.

So yes, I've always wanted to do it from the time I lived there, but something always got in the way, or, OK, so I forgot about it coming up sometimes. They do this run rain, shine, sleet or snow, though they don't go all postal about it - they laugh and put one foot in front of the other, slipping and sliding along. I hope, yes, I hope it snows.  Now that would be more adventurous for me.  I look forward to this run.  I've got cabin fever. I'm biting at the bit to get out hiking, biking, birding or kayaking, but we continue to be tied to the house for continued tweaks here and there on things that need to be fixed, cleaned up, touched up.

And I'm eating my home made ice cream.  I'm fighting off that daylight savings time change, and less light as the days shorten.  I'm forking more than running as I fight off curling up into a little butterball.

All housework, no adventures, makes me crazy.