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running in greener pastures

So things have been perking up for me lately. There's a certain springtime feel in the air and my foot is feeling better, maybe on the mend. I was really chipper this morning running through Norman's rift valley. Yeah, just jogging past the fields of bright green winter wheat and quarter horses. I even had a good group of canines join the mix for a while.
I've signed on with my latest University coordinated performance study. Lets see last time I did one of these... I remember laying in a cold shower with my feet elevated, 15 pounds lighter due to excessive sweating and vomiting. Skolnick and I usually try to leave it on the court in these types of engagements. Anyway, I'm going to be putting in some good efforts on the new Woodway at OU and getting a blood profile. I think it will be a nice lead-in to a hopefully healthy spring and I can get used to sweating before the warm weather sets in. I'll go ahead and mention the fact that I've had a couple other prior heat episodes at hot early spring races.
Pho and spring rolls were on the training table last night courtesy of Pho Sooner and I had a little tripe and tendon added to the medley. The place has been around for a few years now but definitely expanded the menu since the doors were opened. I also lit up the grill this eve and cracked the dreaded rauchbier. I think the beer is going to turn some people off, but I remain upbeat about it's chances as a palatable offering and I think it's particularly effective alongside a smoky, salty entree or maybe a smoked gouda.

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