Weather in Chicago: warm (mid- to upper 60s) and sunny, the first weekend day in God knows how long with decent weather.
Miles run: 7.85 (according to my Polar RS400), in 1:04:13. That’s my longest run in months. I’m still not running regularly enough, either to keep the screaming heebeejeebees out of my brain or to be ready for the Solider Field 10 Miler in three weeks, but I’ll get there.
What I played on my iPod Mini during the run: Seventh Son, Book One – Descent, by J.C. Hutchins, Chapter 16 and part of Chapter 17.
Words written on Meet the Larssons this weekend: As one of the characters in Seventh Son says, “Two words: Jack and shit.” A combination of distractions, nice weather, actual legal work for which I am paid, a sudden realization that I needed to add a scene to Test Tube Beneficiary before it could be called done, and suddenly the weekend is over. I’m traveling to California for business tomorrow, which means I may have time to get a couple of hours of uninterrupted writing, or quite possibly, none at all.
Short stories submitted to professional markets: Umm, none. The edit formerly known as “final” is done, on paper, and just needs to be typed in. The problem is that the new scene has almost certainly generated changes that ripple through the rest of the story, which means that I need to do one more edit. Damn, damn, damn. Damn.
Hours of fun with the kids: Around 7 today. Junior and I were on our own all morning, and then all four of us spent the late afternoon in the backyard, before dinner and getting the kids ready for bed. Unfocused Girl and I worked on the tae kwon do form for our yellow belt test, coming up at the end of this session of classes at the Y, and Mrs. Unfocused joined in, while Junior held up a pad and demanded that we all punch it. All in all, a pretty darn good day. Yesterday was pretty good, too. I love spring.
The Unfocused Life 
Yeah, the last couple of days have been more for going out and playing than being inside. My wife is doing the 10 Miler , too. She is nervous she won’t be ready.
Good luck on the story when you send it out.
Thanks. I keep promising myself I’m getting the story out, and then I keep going back to it and tinkering. This weekend it was less tinkering and more like outpatient surgery — nothing requiring a long convalescence, but it was invasive and the story now needs a little rehab before it’s back to 100 percent again. That’s another post.
The 10 Miler is a great race! I’m sure your wife will have a blast. Still a few weeks left to train, but yeah, it’s coming faster than the rock rolling after Indy. I’m traveling today, but I’m going to get up early tomorrow (before dawn, yuck) and head out for a run before my meetings to get some miles in.