Sunday, November 04, 2018

Then I'd still be where I started.

What to say. I have been ill, yes. My jaw hurts from some unfortunate, unsuccessful, but necessary dental work. But even before that ...

Okay, I was prescribed a steroid pack. It took away the pain from sciatica. But I was instructed not to run then. Shortly after the series of doses was completed I took a one mile walk at the gym. The pain returned.

I am not sure what will happen next. I have been very busy. But I have not even wanted to run. Running in the gym is unrewarding. Running on a treadmill I now find unpleasant. I want to go outside, and experience the air, the street, the path, the world.

Today is a lovely fall day. I slept deeply last night, for nine hours. It has been some time.

Last night we saw the biopic Bohemian Rhapsody. And so, Mr. Freddie Mercury.

Distance: 3.25 miles
Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 50°
Climate: bright & cool
Mood: all right
Weight: 173.5 lbs.

Stopped to walk three times. Watched a piece of red plastic wrap drift and float in the sky until it disappeared. Went slower. I little pain in my glute, it will become more painful. Slight throb in my teeth. It feels good to feel.

Exercises: yes

Queen Playlist
Radio Ga Ga
We Will Rock You
Killer Queen
Love Kills - Freddie Mercury)
Get Down, Make Love
Another One Bites the Dust
Keep Yourself Alive
Bohemian Rhapsody

No runs in October. I will run when I run and be happy when I run. And that's it.

Sunday, September 30, 2018

Towpath Four Mile

#IBelieveSurvivors
Caught a Twitter thread the other day. A woman asked, "what would you do if all men had a 9:00 pm curfew." The responses were breathless and ebullient, and also sad, because it's a fantasy.

Many said they would run. Run after dark, without fear, without looking over their shoulder. Through the woods, on the streets. In a sports bra.

Distance: 4 miles
Pace: 9:14
Route: Towpath Trail
Temperature: 55°
Climate: cool
Mood: good

Allie wanted to get eight in, Chris invited me to join them, so we could do a (slower) four mile; three miles out, one mile back and then walk for two.

The temperature was perfect, we made good time. Breakfast at Original L.A. Pete's.

Exercises: not yet

Thursday, September 27, 2018

Distance: 4 miles
Route: Rec Center
Mood: angry

Sunday, September 23, 2018

Neglected Entry

That time I entirely neglected to blog a run. Hasn't happened in over twelve years. Just didn't think of it. Just didn't care.

Today is Tuesday, September 25. Two days ago the boy and I went to the gym. He rode his bike and I ran, then as he did the treadmill at the rec center, I ran two more miles. Then we came home, and by that time I was exhausted. Not just tired, but my muscles were weary, my hip hurt.

Distance: a little more than four miles

Running the treadmill last week, I learned I do not like the treadmill. You must run a consistent speed, and that doesn't work for me anymore. I need to be able to slow down, when I want to slow down, and speed up when I want to speed up, without thinking about it. Keeping the pace consistent makes me shorten my stride, and that does not feel good.

Likewise, I feel that running with the boy riding his boke also does not work. He has longer legs now, he goes faster. And I go slower. I have to run hard to keep up. Not very hard, but harder than I would, you know?

Anyway, I haven't been so ambivalent about running since 2011. These things, they come, they go.

Sunday, September 09, 2018

Forest Hill Partner Run

Chris came by and we ran my usual through Forest Hill Park. Last night was Pandemonium, I got off all right, feeling decent this morning but also tired. Very, very tired. Stayed in bed until ten, which is nice because I don't usually get to do that.

Distance: 3.25 miles
Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 56°
Climate: rain
Mood: decent

The mornings include rising at five. I have to get up at five, so I can shower, but also maybe read. Writing has not been part of my routine, which concerns me. Motivation is low. Life is good, I'm not depressed, I'm just kind of floating.

It is, after all, September. It's not like I am not busy. There are many things to do. But my time doesn't feel like it's mine.

Exercises: soon

It's nice running with Chris, we get to talk about stuff we don't get to talk to anyone else about. I think this is what the humans call "having a friend."

Baseline: 178 lbs.
Today: 172.5 lbs. (+0.5)
Goal: 165 lbs.

Friday, September 07, 2018

I travel every place.

Me and the boy, at the rec center. They got all new equipment. The boy insisted I try out the new treadmill, which features actual (simulated) courses from around the planet. I chose Everest Base Camp, Nepal.

Distance: 2.3 miles
Pace: 5.0 mph
Route: Treadmill
Mood: okay. sleepy.

Exercises: not really

Baseline: 178 lbs.
Today: 172 lbs. (+2.0)
Goal: 165 lbs.

I eat a lot of shit.

What's That Lyric?
The Wanderer - Donna Summer

Monday, September 03, 2018

Through all your joy and pain.

Another Hocking River run, on my own this time. We'll be heading home this afternoon, far too short a stay but so worth it.

The girl has turned me onto Plant Nanny. It's all about hydration, right? I'm not into app games, not at all. But any kind of timer/reminder is a good thing. Sitting at my desk all day, or in the rehearsal room, I just don't drink water. Doesn't happen.

Distance: 3 miles
Pace: 8:34
Route: Hocking River Run
Temperature: 84
Climate: hot & sunny
Mood: good, you know?

Mood matters. The Eminem album was a bit aggressive. I was running to the rhythm but trying to ignore a lot of the words. What can I say? I much prefer George Michael.

George Michael Playlist
I Knew You Were Waiting (For Me) ft. Aretha Franklin
Bad Boys w/Wham!
I Want Your Sex
As ft. Mary J. Blige
Too Funky
Star People 97

Exercises: I did. I will.

Brunch with Dr. Condee left much to reflect upon. He had sciatica decades ago -- and it went away. So it's possible. He has had medical issues, as have I. We talk about them. We acknowledge them. We take care of them. We push through them.

It was a very pleasant run today. Bit too warm, bit too sunny, and yet just right. Time to head home, to cut my hair, and get back to work.