Not the 26.2 kind. I had you going there for a minute, didn't I? I had a little vacation day today - home alone with the day to do whatever I wanted. So, what did I do? I had a Molly Monkey/Lost marathon. As you may remember, I still had one Molly Monkey to finish in order to complete my eleventh craft till Christmas. You may also remember that I started watching Lost in an effort to learn some sewing tips. However, even after I realized that Lost has nothing to do with sewing, I kept watching it. In fact, I started at the beginning with season 1, and even though I feel just as confused and frustrated watching Lost as I do learning to sew, I'm addicted and can't stop watching it. So today I logged on to Lost on Hulu and drug out my sewing supplies. Then I spent the day in the sewing/Lost zone. Now, I've never run an actual marathon, so those of you who have are going to be offended by the next statement . . . I'm sew (pun intended) mentally exhausted after working all day on Molly Monkey and watching the most frustrating show ever made that I feel like I actually ran a marathon - the 26.2 kind.