The First Marathon

Find myself growing increasingly excited for New Bedford.  Friday's announcement should've a fun way to welcome in the boozy lunch, and the expensive pre-dinner has been confirmed.  The poster for the 22nd annual looks outstanding, and invites a hanging on the Freeport wall along with the Belle and Sebastian whale and other relics tbd.  As the days and nights pass, the idea of cow ledge grows.  An outlet for creativity, and at last a real assertion of freedom beyond the stolen vacation days.

Told Mr. Stinger about the voyage today, as the disclosures begin to fall.  He clearly sees a long-term handoff in the cards, a sign of the alternative paths available.  Need to take the road less travelled by, though.  I am more convinced than ever.