Didn't look too good in shorts.

These are challenging days. My wife has spent a great deal of time the past month in Athens, while I have either been getting the kids to their events myself or with the aid of friends, and most evenings I have been doing that or taking care of household chores.

The last time I took an evening run, I was attempting to do that on top of everything else, and I made for a shitty running experience. I was tired, I was in pain, and we didn't have dinner until late. It made me very unhappy.

But I miss the action of running. I just shouldn't run so hard, I guess. I was unsatisfied with physical therapy. I have borrowed a roller, which is interesting, and seems to help. Most of all, I am simply not interested in exercise, which is depressing. Like, literally depressing.

Distance: 3.25 miles
Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 79°
Climate: hot & humid, but beautiful
Mood: anxious

Took almost an hour to get out. I thought it would hurt. It did hurt. And then it didn't. And then it did again. I ended sprinting, because a song came on to sprint to. To want to sprint to (it's not the one credited below.)

Friday night we saw My Friend Dahmer. Vincent Kartheiser plays a doctor who, in addition to almost becoming Jeffrey Dahmer's first victim, is a runner. Actually, it is because he is a runner that he is marked as a victim. Not that Dahmer hates people who run, it's just that he happens to run by the Dahmer house in Bath, Ohio.

The spot where Dahmer watches him is a road on a slight incline, so the doctor, Kartheiser, is laying it on to keep a steady pace. He's really striking the pavement with his feet. My nerve was stinging that night, I was favoring my right cheek in the chair (watching movies is not as much fun anymore) and I kept thinking how much that kind of exertion and impact hurts now.

But I got out. The wife is home now, she was a great encouragement to run. Now I have the rest of the night to write.

What's That Lyric?
Beat the Clock - Sparks

Not keeping track of weight anymore, not now. My consumption is an issue, yes, and I will try to take it easy there, but what I really need to do is to stop eating sugar. This rehearsal period was obscene, there were bags and bags of candy. People noticed, I couldn't keep my hands off it. And I am going to get sick and I am going to have long-term health problems and I am going to die early.

So I need to stop eating sugar.

Treadmill: 1.5 miles

But nothing can prepare you for it.

For the duration.

Distance: 5 miles
Route: Forest Hill Run
Temperature: 67°