Run for cover in the temple of love.

Our first full day was one of happy excess, dinner that of loaded macaroni and cheese and alcohol found in surprising places. An aging individual, I find more and more that consumption of alcohol in any amount makes me restless, these past two nights I have found myself awake in the middle of the night.

Fortunately for me, modern technology has provided a backlit reading device with which I can while the time until again I drowse and so my three a.m. alertness does not bother me. It helps to know I have absolutely nothing to do the next day. Nothing at all.

However - and this is a trick I have learned on my journeys to New York - I always fare better when I force myself to rise and take that run. It makes the rest of the day just that much easier. But I will need a nap later.

Distance: 5 miles
Avg Pace: 8.06
Route: Topsail Beach

DID YOU KNOW ..? You can program specific BPM into Spotify? Okay, maybe you did, I just figured that out. MMR says I was just over eight minutes, but the lady told me my split pace was 7:57 as I finished, so I will imagine that to be correct.

Running at 165 BPM, I need to find out if that is eight minutes on pavement. It's probably much faster.

Temperature: 79°
Climate: sunny! breezy!
Intake: yogurt & granola
Hydration: yes
Stretches: yes

Running out into the morning sun, heading back into the wind. While they each slowed me down a bit, they also have their pleasures. Also, running in the morning means not having to dodge all the other beachgoers -- and they don't have to deal with ME.

Wore proper shoes. Feet feel great.

What's That Lyric?
Temple of Love - Sisters of Mercy

I walked down to the beach.

Relaxation requires too many choices. We slept cool, I had gotten up in the middle of the night to drink water, read for a bit. My sinuses were totally clear thanks to yesterday's enforced salt water bath. I rose late - for me - after eight a.m.

It was already hot out on the deck, I wrote and read. Every time a runner went past I thought, hmn. I should do that now, before it gets too hot. But then, fuck that, I'm writing.

2011

The boy and I went out on the pier to fish for two hours. He has grown so much since we first did that. He is less antsy about actually catching the fish, he sits and we talk. He handles the rod as well as I do now, I feel less anxious helping him manage it. We relax deeper.

Also: there were dolphins. A pod of dolphins.

It's afternoon. I do not wish to wait until this evening to run. Three miles, in bare feet. I have to remember to go slow.

Distance: 3 miles
Avg Pace: 8.48
Route: Topsail Beach

Also: remember to lift your toes. Always. I just scored blisters on each of my big toes. However, I regret nothing, that was delicious.

My thigh continues to trouble me. It's my gas foot, driving several days irritated it terribly, now it just pains me constantly.

Temperature: 82°
Climate: bright and hot
Intake: banana
Hydration: yes
Stretches: yes

What's That Lyric?
Blue Monday - New Order

There is no way for you to win this race.

Rainbow.

We have arrived in North Carolina, and we had barely unpacked before I set out for my prescribed 10 mile run. After ripping my feet up three years ago - running barefoot on the beach for four miles - you would think I know better.

I was wearing shoes, but not the right shoes. I brought the green clown shoes, for fear of damaging my new UA slippers. This was not wise, as they no longer fit very well. I have two blisters on the tips of my second and third toes on my left foot.

But oh well. Seriously, no big deal. What was truly debilitating was the wind. It's been stormy here as it has been everywhere else. That was part of the reason I wanted to get out as soon as I could, I wasn't sure if it was going to rain or not.

Three miles out with the wind in my back ... ten five miles into the wind. Five miles. Into the wind. At mile six, my wife ran out to the beach with a bottle of water, which was awesome. I probably should have packed it in right there, but I figured, hey. Two more miles into the wind, what's the big deal? And then the final two with it at my back.

Sure. Tell yourself anything. Just get there.

Distance: 10 miles
Avg Pace: 8.32
Route: Topsail Beach

The final mile I took off my shoes and ran in the surf. I had looked forward to it, but it felt more desperate than joyful. Sorry. Anyway, if the weather holds the rest of the week will be considerably more pleasurable.

Running into the wind, right next to the ocean, my sinuses opened wide and I was just drooling wet snot for most of the run. I received a great deal of positive comments from the family when I finally staggered into the beach house, but I think I looked like a man on the verge of a coronary. I'm not being flip.

Anyway. Vacation!

Week Two Total: 25 miles
Training To Date: 49 miles

Temperature: 84°
Climate: windy!
Hydration: yes!
Stretches: no.

What's That Lyric?
Sofi Needs A Ladder - Deadmau5

Pull a damn hamstring.

Click on to enlarge.

This is the map for the Medtronic Twin Cities Marathon. We round several small lakes, both banks of the Mississippi, and passing just two blocks north of my brother's house on Summit Avenue!

Distance: 3 miles
Avg Pace: 7.22
Route: Boulevard Loop

Flipped the schedule a bit, today was to be a day off but as we will be traveling, why not run today and make tomorrow off? See, that's how we manage these things.

Seriously, though. Look at that map. That's awesome.

Temperature: 61°
Climate: cool!
Weight: 158.5 lbs. (-1.5)
Intake: banana
Hydration: yes
Stretches: a little
Upper Body: packing the car

The week I hope to concentrate a bit more on proper stretching. The pain in my right thigh persists, and I am not sure if or when it will subside. I have tried a variety of stretches, but since they all hurt, it is difficult to know which is best for relaxing the muscle.

What's That Lyric?
The Whistle Song - Flo Rida

A man in my shoes runs a light.

Long runs taking their toll as thighs retains an ... awareness, let's say. Not pain, it's not intense enough for pain. It's also not stiffness. Just ... hello. We're your thighs. Never forget we're here.

Yes, I have been working out with a free weight, nothing major. But she asked me to do upper body exercises, and now I am in the habit of doing them. Perhaps in the end I will become a complete person.

Distance: 6 miles
Avg Pace: 7.22
Route: Cain Park Loop

As I begin taking longer runs, can I continue to break 8 minute miles? That's really the goal, 26.2 eight minute miles, back to back, and I keep it under four hours again with ten minutes to spare. But will I be able to keep that pace? Summer may not be the best time of year to tell.

Keep forgetting to eat before heading out. Last night we went to Tommy's where I had a milkshake, fries and the dreaded Curtburger. So I lost a pound.

Temperature: 64°
Climate: downright cool.
Weight: 157.5 lbs. (-2.5)
Intake: none
Hydration: yes
Stretches: yes
Upper Body: 140 reps

This weekend we will be in transit, which throws my training schedule into question. Three miles on Saturday, and then ten on Sunday. I may wait until we are all settled at our destination and take that long run on Monday. It is a vacation, after all.

How will I eat on vacation? How will I drink? What am I going to do? I have two months to complete the first draft of a new play, will the writing happen this week? I have a book to read, another waiting for my attention. What will happen?

What's That Lyric?
Ghost In You - Psychedelic Furs 

We're always running round this town.

My wife discovered an app, one which - if you find the correct chair in which to sit - can make you travel backwards in time. There is a Siri-like AI you speak to, providing as many details as you are able, most specifically time and place, and it will transport you there.

We each had our own chairs, I cannot report where she went went, but I was successful at traveling twice. Each time I walked about, search for those I wanted to find but with no success. At first I was self-conscious that I would be recognized and then I realized that was impossible. Seriously, if the present day you walked past your younger self, you wouldn't even notice you.

Though I was confident each time that I had in fact returned to those moments, each over twenty years ago, and was in more or less the right place, I was merely wandering in a melancholy memory, alone in bleak daylight. Returning to a place was no more like peering at a still picture of the location of a party the day after it has ended.

Distance: 3 miles
Avg Pace: 7.31
Route: Boulevard Loop

Lightning storm. Woke at 4:30 am, it was like a angry disco in my room. Figured the run wouldn't happen but by 7 am the rain was gone and the sun was coming out. Beautiful run. Hot, yes, but bright and sweet.

I really should eat and stretch before running. Feeling rushed, taking care of the boy on my own. Tomorrow is a break, then the women return. Breathe and relax. It will all happen.

Temperature: 72°
Climate: sweaty and beautiful
Weight: 158.5 lbs. (-1.5)
Intake: none
Hydration: yes
Stretches: no
Upper Body: 100 reps

What's That Lyric?
The Look * - Metronomy

Barefoot and on the run.

Torturing Hayden Christensen. It's only fair.

Yesterday's was the first run in a long time to truly make me sore. Of course, in addition to eight miles the boy and I worked together in the garage. getting left over building supplies up and onto the rafters, which was challenging work. I was glad that the most strenuous part involved bending backwards, and not reaching forwards. My thighs hurt today. My back does not.

Distance: 3 miles
Avg Pace: 7.42
Route: Boulevard Loop

Temperature: 70°
Climate: clammy
Weight: 156 lbs. (-4.0)
Intake: fruit yogurt & granola
Hydration: yes
Stretches: not really
Upper Body: 40 reps

What's That Lyric?
A New England* - Kirsty MacColl
Five Get Over Excited - The Housemartins

Aztec Camera Radio on Spotify ... The Jam, Style Council and Paul Weller! But no Aztec Camera. 

Remain human.

This Father's Day I am on my own with the boy. I did not get to sleep until after midnight, but slept peacefully until around 8 am, free of any head pain. I had gotten up around six to have a glass of water and two ibuprofen, which no doubt helped.

The wife had suggested to the boy that he make pancakes, which would have been nice but it wasn't what I actually wanted and besides I was hungry right then. Instead we went to the Inn on Coventry for Eggs Mando (Eggs Benedict with avocado) which I probably haven't had in five years.

Then we watched Revenge of the Sith, not for father but because I am a father and sometimes you have to put yourself through these things. Boy, what a piece of shit.

Finally, the run. A few days ago he and the wife went to the local police auction and picked up a sweet new bike for fifty bucks. This afternoon he biked, I ran and we both walked down Mayfield to Lakeview Cemetery, and down Euclid to MOCA and back up through Little Italy towards home.

Distance: 8 miles
Route: Lakeview Cemetery Loop

He also got an XBOX 360 for ten bucks at the auction, and we're headed out now to get controllers and a game.

Week One Total: 24 miles
Training To Date: 24 miles

Temperature: 79°
Climate: overcast and humid
Weight:157 lbs. (-3.0)
Intake: Eggs Mando
Hydration: yes
Stretches:yes

This is the longest night.

Peace, Love and Little Doughnuts

Yesterday I weighed 155 pounds. This morning, 158 lbs. The past forty-eight hours have been tension-filled and active, and yet full of play, good conversation, interesting events, and far, far too many doughnuts.

We closed the theater camp, once more creating a private improv club for the teenagers, one for which they were invited to bring treats. These included two dozen items from Jack Frost which are hands down the best in the city. I was good and ate one.

Though in the afternoon, as were packing up the camp and shipping out there were several left over so I had a second. And as it took some time to pack up I had several odd pieces which had been broken off by others.

With new colleagues at Sokolowski's Inn

Last night, as part of this weekend's Theater Communications Group 2015 National Conference, I had the honor of hosting a Dine Around events for visiting artists at Sokolowski's in Tremont.

Though work and family business kept me away from most of the conference, I was happy to represent and have this opportunity to meet some half-dozen charming folks representing three theaters in the D.C./Virginia region.

And of course, pierogis.

This morning Great Lakes Theater held a light breakfast at the Hanna Theatre ... a light breakfast of doughnuts, that is. This time from Peace, Love and Little Doughnuts and Doughnut Lab. 

I had a doughnut, I had one more doughnut.

Distance: 4 miles + ???
Route: North Chagrin Reservation

Driving home from the after party last night, not yet midnight, I was already tired. Not because it had already been a very long day, but that kind of tired you get when you know you are tired, and you are aware that you have to wake early and that there is still so much to do. I had had two beers over the course of the entire evening, just two, but I was exhausted.

And I thought of the running I needed to do today (4 miles) and on Sunday (8 miles) and I thought, how the hell am I going to do that? My wife was leaving town with our daughter, I would be on my own with the boy, and I was not happy about leaving him to watch Minecraft videos for an hour and a half.

I had to take him to his band practice, which is way out east and my wife suggested I take a run while I was out there. The North Chagrin Reservation is lovely, and I thought sure, why not? Even if I don't know the paths, I have my phone, my mapping programs, it will be fine.

It was far from fine. I took a trail, which became a road, and then a street. I should have turned back, but I looked at the map program and I thought I knew which way to turn. But after four miles, I noticed that I was far from where I had started with little clue as how to get back.

That was then I tried a path, a hiking path, to cut through the woods. And then I got lost. I had a live map, I could even hear traffic, but I could not see where the trail led, and I walked, and then I ran, and then I panicked, and I was in those woods, running trying to get out for fifteen minutes.

Then I followed a road for another fifteen minutes, which was mostly uphill. This was after running four miles, and whatever else I had done in the meantime and I was very thirsty and very tired and very, very unhappy.

Temperature: 81°
Climate: humid and overcast
Weight:158 lbs.
Hydration: poor
Stretches: no

I told myself I was not going to bother running eight miles tomorrow, why should I? It's several hours later now, and I am thinking of it as a challenge. Besides, It's Father's Day which in America means I can do whatever the fuck I like.

What's That Lyric?
I Feel Better - Hot Chip 

The smell of repetition.

Birthday coming up. Just saying.

Yesterday was a day off. Slept until 6:30. Wish I could say I enjoyed it, enduring a Cavaliers hangover. Our new bedroom is too bright in the morning, I have taken to wearing a blindfold if I sleep past five.

Distance: 5 miles
Avg Pace: 7.41
Route: Neighborhood Loop

Gotten gnats in my mouth before, this was the first time I got one in my eye. That was awful, wish I'd had a water bottle with me, I just closed my eye hard and eventually wept it out.

Running because you are scheduled to is very different from running because you are emotionally compelled to, and that has been a challenge. I have been slow heading out, but eventually building up steam. Also, too: humidity. My first mile was eight and a half but as you can see that picked up.

New York Road Runners Marathon Training Schedule (Moderate)

Click on to enlarge.

Here is the training schedule. I may or may not follow the detailed instructions (regular vs. easy or the dreaded fartlek) but I am happy to run the proscribed distances ... or not. If I can get one twenty mile run in before October 4 I think I'm good. I have twice failed to accomplish two before race day.

It's summer, I have a few long runs scheduled for North Carolina and Maine. Those will happen, or not. Training is happening, will happen.

Temperature: 70°
Climate: muggy and overcast
Weight:155.5 lbs. (-4.5)
Intake: fruit yogurt & granola
Hydration: yes
Stretches: sort of

My back is aching again, I need to resume my prescribed stretching exercises. It makes trying to stretch other parts of my body, my legs and so on, uncomfortable. But I try. There are a variety of moves I use but none of them terribly deep.

What's That Lyric?
Over and Over - Hot Chip

Ache in my leg from a broken seat.

I get to run over this.

Be careful playing with teenagers. I was conducting a jump improv workshop yesterday and assumed the sitting position of one of the players, with legs severely crossed. The rest of the day my hip hurt.

Also, I did something to my back. Not serious, but a reminder that whatever happened last winter is some kind of permanent.

Distance: 4 miles
Avg Pace: 8.05
Route: Forest Hills Loop

Weary start. Light rain, but constant. Perhaps the kind of morning I would have passed on, but this is training. The lagoon was flooded, the path nearest it washed out. There was one spot in the woods where I need to double back to get in a good leap. Kept my shoes mostly dry, no surprise puddles anywhere.

Temperature: 72°
Climate: light rain
Weight: 157.5 lbs. (-2.5)
Intake: fruit yogurt & granola
Hydration: yes
Stretches: yes

What's That Lyric?
Hawaiian Air - Friendly Fires

Don't give up and don't give in.

Took a shortcut behind the elementary school in hopes to cut the route to exactly three miles. Came close. However, MapMyRun tells me there is a water break in Cumberland Park, so I will continue revising.

Distance: 3 miles
Avg Pace: 7.37
Route: Boulevard Loop

High humidity. Six AM run. May need to rise earlier to get even a little relief. There's this issue of X-Men where the team is trapped by Magneto in his secret lair deep beneath Antarctica. Storm raises the humidity in the space which wreaks havoc on the systems or something and everyone is sweating profusely.

John Byrne's image of X-Men sweating is what always pops into my mind on mornings like this.

Temperature: 72°
Climate: overcast and humid
Weight:158.5 lbs. (-1.5)
Intake: banana
Hydration: yes
Stretches:yes

What's That Lyric?
Rage Hard - Frankie Goes to Hollywood 

Hurry, boy. It's waiting there for you.

So I'm driving with the kids in the backseat and Africa comes on the radio. I ask if they know this song and they don't, so it's time to play Daddy's favorite game, What Year Was This Song Produced?

They think for just a moment before the girl says, "It sounds like something that didn't make it into Animalympics."

Total win.

Distance: 4.27 miles
Avg Pace:  7.56
Route: Forest Hills Run

Still got turned around in Forest Hills, but I think I got it. Ended up at Superior instead of the bridge, which also took me right through a family of geese with their young. You don't want to run past geese with their young.

Next time, if I get it right, this may be my clean 4 mile route.

Temperature: 72°
Climate: humid and damp
Weight:158 lbs. (-2.0)
Intake: fruit yogurt & grape nuts
Hydration: 32 oz.
Stretches: yes

Training begins tomorrow. Hot today, ate properly before heading out but I was tired and hungry by mile three. It didn't help that I felt all turned around.

What's That Lyric?
Africa - Toad-O 

Dellavedova, drink your coffee.

I tried to run but only got the blues.

Teen Improv Club

The rains are a delight and a curse. The tomatoes I planted last week have taken and are growing very well, but Timon was forced to move indoors under a threatening sky. The windows and doors are open, cool breezes and the sound of rain making for a fine and long rest, my first truly decent night of sleep in a number of weeks. The basement however is extremely damp and unpleasant and we may need to activate the air conditioning just to dry everything out.

New dedication to my mandate. Last night I read before sleep, this morning I read upon rising, and for the first time in a week I wrote. That must happen daily. Not so much creative imaginings, but a reflection upon the week just past, one which surprised me with its success.

When I was a teenager, I longed to be admired, but that is not in and of itself a goal one can accomplish. Hard-earned humility (yes, I have some of that) taught me to focus on the task at hand, and that positive emotion can only be a happy by-product of hard work. Even then the good feelings are fleeting, and so I cannot give them much attention. Sometimes I get it right. I do not bask in it.

This week was the rare exception when the hard work was successful and I could feel it going right as it was happening. This was as much due to our planning, my work partner's and mine, as the good spirit and positive attitude of the students we were working with. They were happy, genuinely happy, and said so, and so were we.

And like that, it was over. In two days we begin again, another five week process and experience has taught that that part is more challenging than the first, and so we must prepare, several hours of this weekend spent in preparation. No time to bask.

Temperature: 66°
Distance: 4.1 miles
Avg Pace: 7.26
Climate: cooler, but damp and muggy

The kind of weather that sucks the sweat right out of you. Fortunately, not so warm today, after the rains. It is supposed to continue between not and next Saturday. (Alas, poor Timon.)

Have I entered the training period for a marathon so prepared before? I have not. Must remember the basics, to drink (I did, as Stephani recommended, 32 ounces for beginning and a water break along the way) and eat.

Half a banana does not count as eating. Work on that.

Weight: 157.5 lbs.
From Goal: -2.5

What's That Lyric?
Grab The Next Train - Marshall Crenshaw

Don't it make you feel alive.

Reading "King Lear" at Beachwood Library last night.

One week of camp can go awful fast ... even when you are staying up late to watch basketball. It has been a good week, even if it affords little time to run. Two days off and already my thigh is complaining. We have been eating well, I have been doing upper body work, but my legs feels little thin.

The heat has settled in, every day it is supposed to storm. Summer is here and I hope we do not lose many performances of Timon. Not too much we can do about that.

Temperature: 73°
Distance: 3.38 miles
Avg Pace: 7.52
Climate: hot and humid, but overcast

Two glasses of water, sir, before you go out. Three mile run and I was parched. Training starts Monday, this is how we must go for the duration. Any run with an average below eight is fast enough, when I push it out in July and August this will become very painful without more water or more water stops.

I fell asleep while running. Not literally asleep, as in closed my eyes and dozed, but for a moment I imagined I was actually wearing the chukka boots. A hallucination. Haven't had one of those in years. That is what I am talking about -- rest, hydration, sustenance.

There are almost a half dozen gel packs in my drawer from the race three years ago. Are they still good?

Weight: 157 lbs.
From Goal: -3.0

What's On Daddy's iPhone?
Get Innocuous! - LCD Soundsystem

WCPN "Sound of Applause" Interview: THE LIFE OF TIMON OF ATHENS

Everything must run its course.

Night run, for a change. Yes, I am missing the first quarter for this, but sacrifices have to be made. Waking up at 5 AM, going to bed at eleven or midnight, on my feet for pretty much six hours straight at theater camp, driving back and forth from Berea ... it's exhausting.

By running tonight I can sleep in tomorrow ... until six!

Now that rehearsals for Timon are over, the summer has begun. I can actually see the boy play baseball and spend more time with all of them. Here we go, I hope we stay healthy and happy for the next three months.

Temperature: 70°
Distance: 3.37 miles
Avg Pace: 7.20
Climate: cooler in the dark but very humid

I do not want to have a heart attack. I do not want a massive stroke. I do not want diabetes. I will run every day if I have to. My lungs are healthy, I do not wheeze when I run, I am never out of breath. For this I am grateful. My heart beats with strength, for this I am grateful. My head is clear, mostly, and I try to remember to be grateful on those days on which I remains so.

And I now spend a shameful amount of time staring into my iPhone when I am not running, missing absolutely everything. And this must stop.

Weight: 156 lbs.
From Goal: -4.0

What's On Daddy's iPhone?
Time To Pretend - MGMT

(Thanks to Jim G. for the cartoon.)

Touch faith.

Very hard to get to sleep last night, too antsy after the game and full of thoughts about today's first day of theater camp. The family had an amazing time at the World Cup yesterday, now the girl wants to be sure to catch every match.

Cavs defeat Refs in Game 2! #ALLinCLE

— David Hansen (@dhansenx) June 8, 2015

He's coming home.

Temperature: 75°
Distance: 3.37 miles
Avg Pace: 7.44
Climate: refreshing, light rain

Coming to Lincoln Park in Tremont, Friday June 12 at 7 PM

Weight: 157.5 lbs.
From Goal: -2.5

I won't fall. I am titanium.

The plan yesterday was to do all the housework. Instead, I notice around 8:30 AM that I had schedule massotherapy for nine, and the day just lazily spooled out from there -- attended plays and inbetween doing a little laundry.

This is all right. Today I will do all the housework.

Temperature: 68°
Distance: 4.56 miles
Avg Pace: 7.25
Climate: bright and warm

Another chilly night at the theater. Such a great day, the crowd at Tri-C West arrived in shorts and T-shirts, but the seating area is in shadow from 7 PM on. The problem with my hoping for warmer weather is mornings like these. I could have gotten up earlier, sure, but I was sorting socks and watching Breaking Bad until midnight.

Something new today, a Forest Hills run. Only got turned around once when I ran into a parking area. Man, talk about a tale of two cities. The Heights side is recently mowed and ready for play while the East Cleveland side has not been tended to for some time. No surprise the water fountains have not been turned on. However, the paths are clear and that's where the lagoon is and the geese and ducks are. It was a very good run and I will continue to go there.

Weight: 156.5 lbs.
From Goal: -3.5

What's On Daddy's iPhone? 
Titanium - David Guetta ft. Sia

I must move fast, you understand me.

This is happening.

My doctor says, "You are totally not diabetic."

She is concerned about my sudden weight loss, but oh well, I lost it. Time to gain some back the right way and to continue upper body exercises.

This morning the family departed for Ottawa to witness a brace of matches in the Women's World Cup (Thailand v. Norway & Germany v. Côte d'Ivoire) and have left me alone. I have a summer camp to prepare for which begins Monday, and they will not return until that night.

Quite an adventure! Wish I could be with them. We will take a journey through Canada together later in the summer, longer than three days, but in the meantime I am left here with almost nothing to do. The play has opened, I am prepared for camp, my responsibilities have suddenly marrowed to basic housekeeping.

I have been left alone in the past, never very happy about it. I do not like being alone, I live to serve. If this were some prior time my biggest accomplishment for the weekend would be purchasing and eating a Family-Size bag of Doritos. This is not my goal for this particular weekend.

I have a list of simple tasks, which if in some part accomplished will add up to something like a victory. For the time being it is 7 AM on a Saturday morning, overcast and cool, and I am antsy for a run.

Also, I am totally not diabetic.

Temperature: 61°
Distance: 5.06 miles
Avg Pace: 7.20
Climate: over cast and cool ... then, sun!

No one to return home to, nothing to do. Why run so fast?

Timon opened last night, and it did not rain. There was a very nice and appreciative crowd at Coventry last night, and while the performance went off without a hitch, I am also certain that at this evening's performance in Parma Heights, no one will be having their car towed from the stage during the first twenty minutes of the performance.

Weight: 154 lbs.
From goal: -6.0

Perhaps I should get that bag of Doritos.

What's On Daddy's iPhone?
Frankly, Mr. Shankly - The Smiths

A gaunt, white goateed man, looks fiftyish, running briskly in a tight Captain America shirt, that looks cool ... right?

He thought nothing could touch him.

I used to blame such exhausting early mornings on alcohol, but there remains none in my system. I', just tired. The conclusion of the school year (last day of school for the kids today!) doesn't really change anything. Summer means later nights, and no later mornings.

Temperature: 61°
Distance: 3.36 miles
Avg Pace: 7.45
Climate: cool but humid

This morning I check in with my doctor to find out my blood sugar level, among other things. Wish me luck.

March 9 Weight: 178.5 lbs.
June 4 Weight: 156.0 lbs.
Net Loss: -22.5 lbs.

What's On Daddy's iPhone?
Falling Down * - Duran Duran
Sooth My Soul - Depeche Mode

If I should falter would you open your arms out to me?

Artifacts.

Nineteen runs in May, another record. But then the temperature dipped - again - and so did my spirits. The wind, the rain, all the rain, but even worse, the cold. A total drag. Add to that my late nights taken with technical and dress rehearsals for Timon and there has been little time or motivation.

But today is National Running Day. So run we must.

Temperature: 54°
Distance: 3.37 miles
Avg Pace: 7.59
Climate: nice and cool

Very weak this morning. When training begins, I must take care to retire early - always very difficult during the summer. There was a beautiful, full moon just over the housetops. Sorry you missed that.

Weight: 156.5 lbs.
From goal: -3.5

What's On Daddy's iPhone?
Respect - Erasure