Well, that 5-mile run I was working up to, turned into a 3-mile walk. The residents who were training for the run decided not to go, but luckily, some others jumped on for the walk. So even though no big finish line awaited us at the end, we still had a down good relaxing time! But at least in training for it, I got up to jogging 5, so I'm sure I could have done it... Well, actually a mile of it was uphill. The run was at this place called Camp Tanawandah, where they filmed that movie about a fat camp...it had the blob in it. Neat.
I also saw my friends Keely and Carsten this weekend. We tooted around the farm, Asheville, and Greenville. I don't think I'd ever want to live in Greenville, although it was definitely fun to visit. Too south for me! Although the hiking we did in South Carolina was pretty. And there's this cute little contra dancing shack out in the middle of nowhere that Keely introduced me to that I must return to visit, with the promise that I'll meet some mountain people, who I surprisingly haven't already met in the dozens and dozens. Too tucked away I guess to come out and play.
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