I went mountaineering last weekend. It was sort of a disaster. Read about it here.

Caving at Hell's Below the week before that was good. Sunday we spent ridge walking, looking for new caves. I love using my GPS now that I have the map software in it. I am a waypoint-taking freak.

Upcoming events: This weekend I'm taking Nina down to the Trinity Site; it's only open two days a year and we accidentally missed it in October. After that we're going to drive down to Whitesands again and camp out for the night.

The following weekend Nina will be in Amarillo because, somehow, the one-act play she was in actually won the one-act competition here in Los Alamos. So she's at the regional. I'll be spending that weekend camping in the El Malpais lava flows and possibly climbing Mt. Taylor.

The third weekend in April has a rocket launch on Sunday, and Mark is trying to get me to climb Kachina with him so that he can ski down on Saturday. I'm hoping I can convince him to do a mountain I haven't already climbed like Caballo or Elk.

Nina and I started what I hope will be a regular ritual of running in the evening yesterday. Still recovering from the trip up Blanca, I was hurting and only ran about 1/4 mile before my legs and lungs were complaining and I had to take a short breather. We ran from the house down to 42nd St., around the park to the path that cuts through the middle, then back on 45th to Urban, to 44th, and around the loop to the house. It's probably a half mile loop total and I had to take a break, which is embarrassing. But I'm going to get my endurance up (and recover from climbing) and try to log my progress here.