Okay, that's my excuse anyway.
Here's my numbers:
*15 - hours Peanut slept last night.
*23 - number of possums [dead] I counted during my runs.
*1 - number of bulls that charged me while running.
*1 - amount of times I think I peed my pants from the charging bull
*1-Weka's that bit at my shoe thinking I was trying to steal her off-spring.
*14-number of dolphins we counted while on our "hole in the rock" tour in Russel.
which is partially why . . . .
Miles ran today 22 [20.47 on treadmill] probably pretty stupid for the first day back at em'. [and no that's not tread-sweat it's from my Lysol wipes - yes, I'm a germaphobe]
*1-the number of iPhones I left in NZ
*1-the iPhone that is mine that was left in NZ
*44,444,444 - the amount of times I have wanted to cry about it.
*7-how many days I will be without it.
*8-how many days "Em, I'll get it off to you ASAP" means to the Pita's Sister.
*3-the number of 75+ year old women who watched me run my 800's by Poppy's house.
*444-how many times I thought "this is weird" that 75+ year old women are watching me run in circles.
*9-number of times the Pita asked if I'd move back to NZ.
*65-the age I told him I'd move back by.
*7-how many times Peanut asked if we could move there.
*4-times I was sad we didn't get to see uncle Rod. [or his undies]
*94-number of photos I still have to download.
*30-days until next marathon.
