In other news, my younger brother was in a car accident over the weekend. He has about 6 months left in Kenya as part of his Peace Corps mission. Apparently two jeeps were passing each other on a mountain curve and his got knocked hard enough to roll it over twice. Luckily he was on the inside part, so they didn't roll down the side of the mountain. He ended up needing some x-rays and stitches and now has to take HIV prophylaxis meds for the next month as they weren't sure that all of the blood on his face was his. Between this and losing 40 pounds that he didn't have to spare from bacterial dysentery, he has had quite an adventure over there. He's done some good things too, like constructing a subterranean dam, solar-powered water heaters, and is trying to get a windmill project off the ground before he leaves. I am sure it is an environmental engineer's paradise, but I can't wait to see him. At least now he probably won't be such a picky eater.
As for running, I did 6 miles on Saturday, and rewarded myself with ice cream on Sunday.