Those of you who know me know I can’t stand Sports.  Never have, never will.  And do you know why?  Because of the very thing that occurred today.  We had it all planned to cross town to go to the New Mexican place for brunch and a margarita.  I could taste it all…the crunchy flautas, the soft guacamole, the creamy cheese..the tangy and salty drink.  All day yesterday I could think of little else.  No breakfast today…just thinking about that food I have missed for almost three months and my first margarita in ages and ages.  I was nearly salivating as we walked to the bus stop.  Oops, no busses.  The street was blocked off.  So we walked to the next place to catch the bus that would deliver us to Mexican food heaven.  Got there…none of the regular busses arriving.  Finally, I got on one of these ‘differently numbered’ busses to ask when bus 62 would arrive.  The busses had all been cancelled and the city center closed…for the Rome Marathon!  Who are these crazy people who run in Rome?  It’s hard enough to walk in Rome on these wonky cobble stone streets.  So, totally,dejected, we walked back towards home and stopped at one of our favorite little places and had lunch.  Then home and just bummed out all day.  Sports…dumb sports…and one of the dumbest is running…just wait til those knees go…