Day THIRTY-NINE!

Okay, okay, cut it out.

I know it's been a while.

But if it's any consultation  I have a few reasons.

Here's the depressing answer to the 5k: Jake wasn't too well. And since he has been my team mate throughout all of this I refused to run it without him. But I absolutely promise, my imaginaries, the 5k is coming. I will do it and do it well.

Well, I will do it.

I have been running lately, though, however more of it seems to have been me running around town rather than running. 

My family moved and since the house we got it STILL in escrow we have been entertaining the hotel life for many-a-days. So super sweet. Except for we live in the High Desert- which is not so super sweet.

However, TODAY was VERY VERY exciting because I finally moved to SANTA BARBARA. Ever the early-bird, I had everything set up by like ten thirty in the morning and spent the rest of the day with Jake and his super duper brother. Santa Barbara's reputation is definitely more than a rumor, though, because right now I can hear the delights of loud music and a game of apparently very intense beer pong. Fascinating really.

ANYWAY, I am mucho tired and will have much more to tell you tomorrow after I take my first infamous rum in Santa Barbara. 

I routed the whole course and it includes grass, dirt, street, stairs, mud, beach sand and rock. So be prepared for some humor.

Good night and gotta run,

Brooke