First Trip to the Gun Range

Last month, I posted about my goals for March (if you missed it: cooking and reading), and I forgot to post a follow-up. (Forgot or “forgot” is debatable, as basically the post was: “I didn’t achieve my goals.”) That also means I forgot to post goals for April. I was going to set new goals, but figured I should just carry over my March goals.

If I had made new goals, one of them would have been “try something new at least once each week.”

Well this week, I tried two new things! The first was checking out a new running trail, but the second was going to the gun range. And firing a gun for the first time. Four guns, actually.

But speaking of March’s goals, I sort of achieved one of them on the way to/from the gun range – I got caught up on Runners’ World. Here’s a tidbit for you: The Boston Marathon Race Director and I have the same birthday. (August 22. Which I also share with Tori Amos. When I was 13 and discovered that, I was the happiest Fan Girl ever.)


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On a trip to the bathroom, I glanced in the mirror and realized I looked like a total badass. Right?

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The Sailor said I did a good job shooting a gun for the first time. “Really good on the rifles.” Who knew??

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The Sailor and his dad.

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There were brooms everywhere because you had to sweep up your own spent shells and dump them in a bucket.

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