Monday, May 25, 2015

To see your shoes and your spirits rise.

Yesterday I prepared to run ... and realized I hadn't eaten anything, and I felt that. I neither felt like eating anything at that moment - I was ready to go - nor did I want to feel weak and hungry during the run. Fortunately, we got a tub of dried apple yesterday, which was perfect. Not only was it dry enough not to get stick in my hand, but I could put one in my mouth and keep it in the corner of my jaw - first mouthed to be last swallowed.

Temperature: 75°
Distance: 3.38 miles
Avg Pace: 7.50
Climate: ideal (but humid)

The wife has made me promise to incorporate upper body exercise. I am developing saggy old man torso.

Weight: 156.5 lbs.
From goal: -3.5

What's On Daddy's iPhone?
Friday I'm In Love! - The Cure

The boy often asked why I have no games on my phone, and I said I do not need to spend a lot of time playing games on my phone. Better not have them.

Then I downloaded Quiz Up (I know, so 2014) and to prove myself right I have been unable to stop playing the Shakespeare topic for three days.

ROUND ONE: Which play is quoted in this blog post?

Sunday, May 24, 2015

You can be slow or fast but you must get to the line.

A gift from my wife.
Today's prompt was "Have you ever accomplished a big goal?" Why, yes, I have. I even wrote a play about it. Feeling nothing else to say about that I turned my focus toward other goals for other people, which eventually turned back to my own current writing malaise and just what exactly I am supposed to do about that.

Observation: When I read my fingers get cold, but writing warms them up.

When I was young, perhaps my son's age, I was surrounded by my brother's friends. He was seven years older than I, and so his colleagues, either seniors in high school or already in college, appeared worldly and impressive to me. One or two I truly admired, and sought to emulate. They were creative types, if already bitterly cynical (it was the late 70s) several writers and even artists.

My attempts at creation were copies, because that is where you start. But these were not kind mentors but immature young men with their own neuroses and so rather than receiving encouragement I was traditionally mocked, and sometimes briefly and curtly. I do not need to share any direct quotes (oh though, yes, I remember those) but will state only that the worst sin I could have committed was to be unoriginal.

I was ten, or eleven years old.

I cringe from those times I have created something unoriginal. The fact that Guerrilla Theater Co. was a wholesale lift of concepts originally created by The Neo-Futurists was something I was never comfortable with. Trying to reach outside of myself to imagine a story I could tell that doesn't relate directly to me or my life is challenging because there isn't a walk of life I take interest in which has not already been covered by someone else.

Recently I have taken great satisfaction in adapting work, because it is obvious what it is supposed to be. Rosalynde & The Falcon explodes the idea of appropriation as absolutely everything in it is from somewhere else, but remains somehow entirely original, and that was immensely satisfying.

Training for a marathon is - yes, no, really, yes, it is - an act of creation, as I build, day after day towards an event which is like a performance. Training is rehearsing, as practicing any sport is a rehearsal for an improvised final event. But even though thousands are doing the same thing, my training is mine, my moment in my head to figure things out and accomplish them as best I can to create this moment.

It's even collaborative, as people throw in their suggestions - positive, helpful suggestions, which you may take or leave, with thanks - to help you accomplish your final goal.

We are in the final two weeks of rehearsal for The Life of Timon of Athens which opens Friday, June 5. I am no longer the highly insecure or neurotic director I used to be, this is a game, putting together pieces, and it is very collaborative, as people make suggestions and I take them or leave them - with thanks - adding choreography and music to create a singular, coherent performance out of a truly bizarre script.

You should see it. It's very original.

Temperature: 73°
Distance: 3.4 miles
Avg Pace: 7.46
Climate: bright, clear, humid, awesome.

The girl has written a poem for school, with "originality" I could not have dared when I were her age. It is scary and beautiful - the poem, and that she could accomplish that.

Weight: 157 lbs.
From Goal: -3.0

What's On Daddy's iPhone?
World In Motion - New Order

New Order radio on Spotify. Deep cuts this poser never heard before.

I wish every day was like Sunday.

Saturday, May 23, 2015

You don't know which way to go.

Tasty.
Always something to complain about, for many it has been to cold. So what, you were lamenting a lack of real spring the week before. It's the Midwest everyone settle down. It's going to blaze from here on out.

Temperature: 68°
Distance: 6.15 miles
Avg Pace: 7.49
Climate: Perfect weather. Not a perfect world.


Saw my wife out our front window this morning, taking her run. That was hot.

Weight: 157 lbs.
Goal: -3.0

This week I must schedule the next blood test. It is a test I have been cramming for, and now I appear to be losing steam. Yesterday was carb heavy (because I have become under my ideal weight) and I have been reaching more for yogurt than vegetables when the urge strikes me to eat something. Yogurt is good, as it goes, but it contains a lot of sugars and it's not the priceless energy food I have been happily living on since March.

What's On Daddy's iPhone?
Night By Night - Chromeo

Planning to recycle the old running shoes - ALL the old running shoes. Found a place in Willoughby Hills, is there anywhere closer?

Thursday, May 21, 2015

Time to win.

This may be part of a costume. I hope it will be.
What do you do when you have poorly planned a rehearsal which you decide to cancel and then return home, early, feeling slightly adrift and depressed, and there's no one there?

That's right.

Temperature: 59°
Distance: 3.38 miles
Avg Pace: 7.39
Climate: nice and cool

National Running Day is June 3. You're welcome.

Weight: 156 lbs.
From Goal: -4.0

Okay, that's not right. Somebody take me to the Greek Festival.

What's On Daddy's iPhone?
Music from Valley Girl 
The Fanatic * - Felony

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Unsteady footsteps.

... the more they stay the same.
Every other day, at the very least. Waking each morning like there is a pillow over my head, I used to think that was due to having an alcoholic beverage the night before but (with one notable recent exception) my days have been entirely devoid of drink. It's just exhaustion. Wake to work to rehearsal to cleaning house before hopefully getting to bed before eleven - but that part never happens.

The kids have twelve more days of school. You'd think things would ease up at that point, but I have been at this too long, sometimes it actually gets harder then.

Temperature: 61°
Distance: 2.91 miles
Avg Pace: 8.00
Climate: cool and humid

Fast, brisk run. Cool but also humid, a lot of sweat. Looking forward to training, rehearsal period means a lot of sitting, eating the wrong things - in moderation, but wrong in moderation is still wrong.

Weight: 159.5 lbs.
From Goal: -0.5

What's On Daddy's iPhone?
Teardrop * - Massive Attack
Mine - Everything But the Girl
Dressed In Black * - Sia

There will come a time to debrief on Mad Men. My one great takeaway is that I always hoped the closing image, whatever it would be, would comment upon the very first image from the first episode. The opening scene of Mad Men is a smoke-filled bar in 1960, crowded almost entirely with self-satisfied white men.

The closing image, well. It is at the top of this post.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

My fingers keep on clicking to the beating of my heart.

Today's prompt concerns the possibility of change. Transformation has been announced as the theme for CPT's annual benefit. This weekend I attended an educational workshop surrounding a production of The Tempest performed for and with kids on the spectrum. Tonight is the series finale of Mad Men, a program many have expressed frustration with for its characters inability to change.

What is change? Who ever really changes? Have I ever changed, or aren't I the same person I was when I was ten?

Oh, and the boy turns ten tomorrow. Plus ça change.

The house outside reflects the house inside, the grass has grown as high as the laundry. There are great plans afoot, for all, for this summer, yet I am so weary today I cannot make sense of what needs to happen, and how, or for God's sake when.

Temperature: 81°
Distance: 4.06 miles
Avg Pace: 8.05
Climate: hot, bright & humid

Hot run! Might have brought a water bottle, took a big long water break in Cain Park. Can't imagine running a marathon today, my heartfelt congratulations to all who ran the west side race!

Weight: 159 lbs.
From Goal: -1.0

What's On Daddy's iPhone?
Numb * - Portishead
Jungle Drum - Emilíana Torrini

Saturday, May 16, 2015

Temperature: 66°
Distance: 2 miles
Climate: light rain