Molasses-assed as I can be, of course I’d planned on starting the marathon conditioning thing Monday (in despa-preparation for the loooooong training walk I’m taking Feb. 10), but it wasn’t until this morning that I rose from bed about a quarter past 5 a.m. with Susan thankfully rising right along with me (I probably wouldn’t have done it without her) and in the dark-to-dawn together we took a four-mile boomerang march up around the Silver Lake reservoir and back.

All went well. We covered the ground in about 80 minutes and I wore the still-new Nikes that I bought something like a year and a half ago for the 2006 marathon that I never did. ‘Bout time I put ’em to use.