Pam's Path

I alternated one-minute runs with four-minute walks to complete Pam's Path this morning in 54:46, with intervals of 14:14, 13:45, 13:32, and 13:15.
On the cat front, Joe left our house in escape-like fashion today for the first time. I opened the kitchen door to adjust my TV antenna and, boom, he dashed out as if he were getting away with something. That's a big step for him, and it pleased me quite a bit. Also, another thing, he has developed a relationship with the feral Siamese cat I recently wrote about here. They seem to get along, sort of like Pam and Chris did. Unlike Jo, I think Joe might not mind if I were to adopt a step-brother or sister for him.
And one more thing. Joe, unlike every other cat who's lived with me (Pam Sr., Pam, Samantha, Jo, and Ruth) has consistently put up a significant fuss very early in the morning. This son of a bitch seems to get a big kick out of curling up around my face and purring louder than two motherfuckers at 5 a.m.