What a day! It's my 53d birthday. This morning, in beautiful weather, I mowed the lawn, front and back. Then, as the weather changed, I ran two miles (some of it in the hail). This afternoon, not yet tired, I played softball. I came home to a party, replete with sinful chocolate cake. The softball game ended up 24-23. We fell behind in the first inning, 11-0, then went ahead, 14-11, then blew the lead, and finally won it in extra innings. I drove in the 23d and 24th runs with a fly ball to left that was dropped. My resting heart rate this morning was 49. I weighed 158.5 pounds. Life is good.