Kylee and I painted her dresser and night stand over a year after she got the paint for Christmas. We finally had some free time and decent weather during quarantine. I think it turned out really cute!
Remember how I said there were a lot of fires? The red sun is pretty cool, but I don't love the air quality!
Sara got tickets for David Archuleta and invited us to join. It was really fun! The weather was making us nervous for the hours leading up to it, but it turned out perfect. We listened to his new album for weeks afterwards.
I was able to do a couple more hikes with the help of friends and family watching Kaden. We did Alaska Basin (with Devil's Staircase) and Lower Palisades one last time. The Fall colors are pretty awesome!
And Sherri and I ran the Jackson Hole Marathon. It's pretty frustrating when you train all summer long for a marathon and are healthy the whole time. Then three days before the marathon you get so sick that you are in bed for two days. Why?? It's not fair. I blame Dylan. I figure I got what he had. I don't know though. I just know I was really run down and in bed Wednesday and Thursday. Then Friday we packed up and headed to Jackson to stay the night and run the race the next day. The weird thing is that Sherri was the same sick as me at the same time. We were twinners the whole time. We popped some Sudafed and Ibuprofen and just went for it. I think we did pretty dang good considering. But my body would not let me go my normal pace. I had to go way slow. As long as I was going slow, I was fine. So I trucked along and it was the longest marathon ever. It was a really pretty course. I really liked it, other than the point-to-point with no transportation to the start either before or after the race. But it worked out for us that we finished just in time to head over to the public transportation and ride that back to our hotel. I felt rather beat up. My muscles were cramping up. It didn't help that it was raining on us. Running in it was fine, but after I finished I had to wait for Sherri for maybe 10 minutes, and then on the bus for a long time before we could change into some dry, warm clothes. So my body wasn't happy. But we were good enough to walk around Jackson a little and see some of Sherri's old haunts.
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