Mmmm, Cascade hops.
Here are a few updates:
On running: I'm up to about 5 miles at a time, about 3 times a week. It still feels horrible. Jesus why would anyone take up running? It's so hard! This week I'll aim for 4 days of running, for a total of about 20 miles. Not quite the 36 miles called for in this, my first week of fall marathon training, but I'm trying to look at the big picture. The picture of me toeing a starting line neither burnt out nor broken footed. Speaking of which...
On my foot: How it is that oral contraception, from which I don't benefit nearly as much as I'd like (hubba, hubba, and also ugh, sorry Dad...), is free, but two rounds of x rays (which were demanded by my doctor and revealed nothing) and a surgical boot cost me more than $500 out of pocket? I don't claim to be insurance savvy, but what the actual fuck is it for if not covering my necessary medical expenses? Is this Teen Mom's fault? It's Teen Mom's fault.
On beer: I spent last weekend in Portland, Oregon hiking and hanging out and generally enjoying the great outdoors with my sister and brother-in-law. We drank many delicious beers, including Oakshire Brewing's Line Dry Rye, which I really, really love. Try to get your hands on it, and then give it to me. We also popped into a little brew pub in Hood River after a hike, where I drank their Big Horse Browncoates brown ale, which was incredible. Equally balanced piney hops and smooth, caramel malts. Plus the 7% ABV made for an excellent post-hike car nap (I was not the designated driver). I can't find it online, but if you're ever in Hood River, Oregon, go to Big Horse and get it.