I ran for two hours on a treadmill tonight. It was the stuff of nightmares. And I know what you're thinking. "Eli. Why didn't you run outside? You are so attractive." Guys. It was cold and rainy. And ever since Palau, I don't do cold and rainy. Unfortunately, as my experience in Palau taught us, I also don't do hot and rainy. I guess you could say, I don't really do anything. And I know what you're thinking now. "Eli. Shouldn't someone who is training for the Ironman be a little tougher than this? Also, it's amazing how we can see your abs through your shirt." I have no answer for you. But thank you. I can see your abs through your shirts, too.
And now, your pictures and distractions:
Hanging out at a happy hour fundraiser.
The buildings of Salt Lake City.
With Mr. Daniel, Anna Swayne, and Emma Shmema.
Mr. Daniel waking up from a nap at a baseball game.
Stranger represented on Palau's Wikipedia page! Thanks for pointing it out, Alana.
Stranger Picture of the Week
After I dropped Daniel off at the airport he texted me this picture. This Stranger (Crissy?) spotted Daniel at the airport. She said she recognized his face from Stranger and then when she saw his giant feet she knew for sure it was him.
Crap to distract you from whatever you're supposed to be doing: