The Body

I never understood why cars rusted from winter conditions until this week. I'd been washing out my running outfit each night until a few days ago. I think I was just tired and didn't think a low mileage day warranted another soapy sink session. So I ran in sweat dried clothes one day and parts of my body feel like it's been through the Indiana Blizzard of '78. Who knew salt crystals could take on the properties of shards of glass? Waddling bo-legged into the dollar store, I bought a tube of cream we've used on our own kids, "Boudreaux's Butt Paste." Of course. It works in other areas as well. Laying in a ditch between the highway and the train tracks, I was applying more lotion when I noticed the product label listed its manufacture in none other than Columbus, Indiana - my childhood hometown. Nebraska's a big place but I guess it's still a small world after all.

On the news!

Check out the news piece that aired last night on KHASTV Channel 5:


http://new.khastv.com/videoplaylist.php?playid=21426

Day 14: 25 mi to Gothenburg

I ran into two groups of super-pedestrians today. The first was a pair of guys biking across US to raise money for cleft palatte children. They had spent 3 weeks geitting to central NE from Ca. The second group is 5 young people walking coast to coast to promote Pro-Life advocacy. They take turns walking and rotate through the trailing RV. Remarkably, their team covers 90 miles per day.

Econonmy Update

Someone recently told me that you can directly gauge the state of the economy by how many trains the Union Pacific is running. I don't know what the old average was but for the past 7 days I've been passed by coal trains 136 cars long headed east every ten minutes. That's got to mean something.

The Ethnic Festival