I'm looking forward to running 3 miles tonight for some reason. I'm not looking forward to doing laps around the park. I prefer one long run. If it wasn't for Jamie pushing the Rambler and making us run faster, I wouldn't be getting any better.

Now I'm reading "The Last American Man" about a guy who has lived off the land in his little teepee since he was 17. He's arrogant. He thinks you have to live completely in nature or you're not a real person. I always thought "live off the land" kinda guys were quiet and humble. He traveled across America by horse in 1995 and set a time record. He doesn't like things shaped like a box, just circles. His dad emotionally abused him. He loves plastic buckets. It's a typical story. I'm only on page 36. Where is this book going?

My summer class "Restore my Heart" started Monday. Too soon yet to describe it. I'm just glad I'm doing a bible study with other people. I've been alone for awhile and really boring myself. Jenny is our fearless leader.

Does anybody else enjoy having breakfast for supper? We're having omelettes tonight.