Notes
It's official: my golden 60's are all in the rear-view mirror. Despite having good reason to be despondent, I'm still looking ahead for a little sunshine through the heavy mist clouding my cracked windshield
My troublesome hip may be slowly responding to the current rehab program; it niggled some after jogging the first mile today, yet never progressed to the achy stage.
I had some thoughts of racing tomorrow in Sonoma's Hit the Road Jack 3K, but have decided instead to start a road trip by driving the old Volvo at a leisurely pace to Harris Ranch in sweet-smelling Coalinga.