Marathon or bust, baby!

My bags are packed and I'm leaving on the red eye tonight for the east coast! Destination: Portland, ME and then on to Burlington, VT for the Vermont City Marathon. A few high school friends (most of the Moab 1/2 Marathon crew) and I are flying out together and meeting the rest of the gang in Maine for a fun weekend of running, hanging out and laughing. Two of the girls are foregoing the marathon (smart idea) to cheer us on and take photos instead. I haven't been to either state before so it should be fun! Ben & Jerry's...here we come. And other than my crippled granny body, I'm pretty optimistic about the whole thing.

Oh, and I'm getting sick of my hair, as I always do when I let it grow out. Having stick straight hair doesn't leave you many options, although I know I shouldn't be complaining because people tell me they would die for it. I, on the other hand, would rather have a mass of curls on my head, but the grass is always greener on the other side. In addition, I've been itching to dye it (I'm a hair dye virgin) just to spice it up a bit, but I'm a little too safe and reliable for that. Usually, I just ask for a short trim and if I'm feeling really creative, maybe a few layers. We'll see what happens next time I roll on into the salon. Who knows, maybe I'll just work up the courage to get a little crazy and let her have at it?

Happy Memorial Day weekend everyone!