Entry #649

George and I went hiking at Russian Ridge today. That was the badass place with the burnt landscape, charred black. It's completely recovered, now, so that was disappointing.

It was a very easy trek. I'm not sure if this is because my conditioning is so much better, or if we just didn't take as many uphill detours as before.

In the evening, I jogged halfway to the track before I saw that there was a game going on, so I ran back and swam laps in the pool. Nobody disturbed me, this time.