From 30,000 feet...

Once again, I find myself on a plane. Last time, it was Chile...now it's not quite so glamourous, as I'm merely on a 50-minute puddle-jumper to San Jose (California, not Costa Rica).On a personal front, life's been good. Both my wife and I have gone on a fitness bender - she's training for her first triathalon "sprint", while I've just become fixated on running. I won't lie - I'm proud of myself and excited to see I can still run 5 miles, albeit at a slower pace than I used to. It feels good, and while I haven't shed a ton of pounds, I feel like I look better, if that makes any sense. Argh - they're making me shut off the computer. Back soon to finish!