Hi guys - crazy days here, more on that later, but first... I'm so sorry you had a disappointing race, and I'd recommend that you give one a try again later once you get your times down a little bit. The problem with slower paces is that you start later and then the picture lines are long. I've heard folks complain about that, but starting the slower runners would be worse, so the problem remains. I don't run all that fast, but one or two corrals make a difference. (I'd suggest a Disneyland race, too - they tend to be smaller...what gets me in the middle of the pack at WDW gets me corral A/B at DLR). Also, I've always found the first few miles of the WDW races are boring getting to the parks, but DLR is the opposite with the first few miles in the park and then out through the city streets. Anyway, get the foot fixed first! What other stuff do you have on the docket? Congratulations! I was worried about you never making it to where you are now, because it didn't seem like she was in a hurry to be gone, but I'm glad it's come to that! I'm so, so, glad the kids are doing well. I have to admit that even at age 6, I knew things would be better when my parents split. Congratulations again! That's officially more miles than I've run this year. That's going to change soon, for sure...I start some Navy schools in two weeks and lunch hour means gym time! So...before I go up to soothe the angry puppy...the movers come in roughly 36 hours. First stuff that goes into long term storage and stuff that goes out ahead of me (mostly kitchen stuff, baby stuff, and uniforms. Also linens and towels. Then Tuesday the BIG move starts. The packers come and work for a full day, then Wednesday the movers come and load the truck. To load onto a slow boat to Naples. On Friday my mom flies out to CA, on Monday (MLK Day) I drive an hour south and check into the first of a series of temporary homes. I should be back in the city the next weekend, which stinks because it's the Inaugural Weekend and it's going to be a bloody mess - it always is since I live (will have lived?) within a few blocks of the security zone and the Women's March starts three blocks from my place...where I'll be to hand my poor neurotic dog to my cousin. Anyway, come about March 12th, the mini and I will hit the airport.