The Family Baird hits the Big Apple.

On tap: Tarzan on Broadway. It was entertaining, with hordes of singing, swinging gorillas.
Unfortunatly, I twisted my ankle the day before and hobbled around the City with a brace on.
Yes, that's right, I actually had a stretch of a few consecutive days of running before the untimely twist. My other mini-comeback was stopped in its tracks by a nasty stomach bug (or food poisoning?) the week before Christmas.
On a side note, I willed myself through a long dentist apointment in between spouts of vomit during the illness.