Our Marathon

Thanks, Jerry, for the img. We had a great Honolulu Marathon. For the first time on Oahu, we got to wake up naturally -- no screech, crash or howl of dumpster trucks, no construction hammering and roaring ... just silence! A blissful foretaste of mornings on Maui, I hope.

Rhoda and I took beach stuff in her convertible and zoomed up to the North Shore, stopping in cute Haleiwa. We watched some excellent surfing at Banzai Pipeline -- Kauai's Sea Bass triple crown champion -- and had decent Mexican food at Chollo's.

On our return, I had a call from Visa that my credit card was being used fraudulently. Dealt with that for a couple of days, then realized that my car was gone. Urk. That's where my card had been. While Rhoda and I were on the shore, someone was busy stealing my car and racking up charges. Nice.

It took Missy several days to recover from all the spandex-clad hugs, kisses and squeals of So Cuuuuute! after the marathon. The neon sneakers are a bit hard to take, but do wake us up in the morning. It'll be nice to get back to regular, casual runners on our morning walks -- it's been weird being invisible to the hard-core runners who are so into their iPods, their pulse or whatever that they don't notice they're about to crash into a Malamute or a substantial redhead.