Yesterday I went to physical therapy and was given the go-ahead to stop going to physical therapy. This is great news, and I assume that it means I can do whatever I want now without getting hurt. I don’t think this is so much of a stretch, considering all I want to do is run a marathon (okay, walk… or do whatever it takes to get the finisher’s medal and t-shirt that I’ve already payed for) and hash.
Hashing has all these rules and I’m worried that one of them is no blogging about hashing (I know I can’t bring technology on a hash, but can I bring hash on a technology?), so I’m not going to say too much. But I can’t contain how exciting it is for me to discover that there’s a pre-existing group that brings together all of my favorite things (running, PBR, and donuts), along with other things that aren’t my favorite but I don’t mind having around (tutus and public transit, to name a couple). And I suppose the people are pretty alright too.
Now I have to admit that I primarily posted what little I did about hashing because my dad loaned me his camera and I took a picture of my dog, and I know how angry people will get if I only post pictures of my dog when the title of the blog promises talk of running. I’ll put up better ones when I learn how to use the camera better. Look how cute he is!