I finally did it. I went rock climbing yesterday with my cousin Justin and my Aunt JoAnn. Whoohoo! I loved it, although I am nicely sore today. We did a couple of pretty easy routes, which Justin made look easy and both of us girls gamely attempted. I made it up all four of them, Aunt JoAnn only did three cause there was a run-in with Thor (their miniature poodle) and a large black dog. Don't know what happened cause I was up on the side of a cliff at the time, but suddenly there was this barking and whining and Aunt JoAnn was rolling around on the ground trying to protect Thor from this huge dog. Weird. But all was well eventually, just Thor was all dusty

It was great weather for it, 77 deg F in the first week of March. Can you believe it? Then it got down to 37 later in the evening. Really windy though. Kite enthusiasts were having a ball, I'm sure.

Broke out my running tights and wore my shirt from indoor conference last year, in honor of the Wash U track team being at indoor conference this year. They weren't doing so well on friday night when my dad and I checked the scores, so I thought I might as well cheer them on ironically they're competing in the same place (Brandeis U) that conf was at last year, due to the shortage of indoor tracks. But hoorah, the girls won (again that's five conferences in a row. Hopefully outdoor will show up a sixth, and a sixth year of winning outdoor confs. The guys got third, so congrats to them. Better luck outdoors!

I miss track. I really do. And I know it's terrible, but I felt sort of good when I found out that the girls didn't win by as large a margin as we did last year. You know, me and my two golds and placing in two other events which garnered me a MOP (most outstanding player) for the indoor conf. I mean, I'm glad they won. And indeed, all the things I won were won by Wash U gals...just not the same one. ah well. I know it's gonna bug me for the rest of my life to have that one semester of eligibility left. I wonder what it would have been like if I could have run sophomore year, how much better I would have been when Coach Rubin joined us. But maybe it would have been worse. I don't know. I shouldn't worry about it. There's not too much more I could have done to be happier with myself, aside from making it to Nationals. Which I dearly wanted to do. Alas, it was not to be.

I think it's time for lunch