Get the hell out.

Brief trip to Cincinnati and back, to hear the boy play the jazz. A time to relax and talk, or to just say nothing. November now, and the weather holds.

Distance: 3.1 miles

Duration: 25:53
Pace: 8:20

Sudden obsession with the Substack but it's a hobby. Conflicted as to whether I should let anyone know I even have it. Every new thing it's like, "Hey! This is the new thing!" It's not a new thing, it's an old thing.

What's next?

Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 63°
Climate: overcast & cool
Mood: awesome & nervous

Acton refused Ramaswamy's concession call, because fuck that guy.

160-169 BPM Playlist
A Bar Song (Tipsy) - Shaboozey
Get Outta My Room - The Donnas
Everywhere I Go - The Call
I'm Your Baby Tonight - Whitney Houston
Too Dramatic -Ra Ra Riot
The Last Time - Rolling Stones
Hard to Explain - The Strokes
Roll Over Beethoven - The Beatles
Another Bridge - Everything But the Girl

Stretches: yes
Water: yes
Weight: 163.6 lbs. (+0.4)

Twenty years ago today, it was one day before the big race. I reflected upon my entire running journey. Later, I wrote a play about it.

What if my father and I had had one conversation about running? Anything about it, anything at all. Some pointers, some encouragement. Maybe I might have learned something.

Sounds like he was already dead. But he wasn't.

Planks: yes
Push-ups: yes

Sit-Ups: yes

I hope I never stop running. I want to be one of those wiry old men who jog slowly up the street, past your house. And I want to run one marathon. I'll do that tomorrow. Wish me luck. - 11/4/2006

The Devil will find work for idle hands to do.

We turn the clocks back and all hell breaks loose. Couldn't sleep last night, woke around three am to work on some new project. A new project? You haven't even finished the old ones! Anyway, I am trying out a Substack. We'll see how long that holds my interest.

Distance: 3.1 miles

Duration: 26:35
Pace: 8:34

Twenty years ago today, we were preparing to fly to New York City for the big race.

A pace team is headed by an experienced marathoner who will get you there in plus or minus two minutes from the time you choose. That means I'll be locked in to a finish time, but after all of this training, I believe it is reasonable to assume it will take 4.15. Remember; the goal is to finish.

I would be disappointed not to break four hours. And yet, I said it right there, I would take 4:15. And I wasn't too far off.. 

Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 61° 
Climate: over cast & cool
Mood: great!

160-169 BPM Playlist

Magic MOuntain - War ft. Eric Burdon

You! Me! Dancing! - Los Campesinos

I've Done Everything For You (Working Class Hero) - Rick Springfield

What Difference Does It Make - The Smiths

Mansard Roof - Vampire Weekend

Mysterons - Portishead

Digital - Joy Division

Stretches: yes
Water: yes
Weight: 163.2 lbs. (-1.8)

Planks: yes
Push-ups: yes

Sit-Ups: yes

Get on that.

You keep me running round and round.

We voted!

I will be in a state on anxiety until strike tonight is complete.

Then, who knows. Relaxation? We shall see. But it has been a great weekend.

Distance: 3.75 miles

Duration: 32:18
Pace: 8:36

SIXTEEN runs in October! FUCK yeah!

Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 59°
Climate: light clouds & cool: ideal
Mood: good, actually

Monster Bash!

Living On the Ceiling - Rosetta Stone

Too Many Creeps -  Bush Tetras

Watching -Thompson Twins

Bloodletting (The Vampire Song) - Concrete Blonde

Red Right Hand - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

Unmarked Helicopters - Soul Coughing

You Want It Darker - Leonard Cohen

Stretches: yes
Water: yes
Weight: 165 lbs. (+2.0)

Enjoy myself the past few days, eating out, eating a lot of good stuff, fish fry and burgers. Time to relax into vegetables again. It has been a celebration! 

Planks: TBA
Push-ups: TBA

Sit-Ups: TBA

I have had chapped lips for a week. The greasy food is NOT helping.

I'm a lyrical poet.

Twenty years ago today, I ran five miles and the only thing I posted was the header "That sucked." I believe the reason for this was an argument my wife and I had right before heading out that made me miserable.

An anonymous commentator, one who had been following my my progress, wrote:

Well, what did you expect? You didn't stretch or drink. You listened to no music, it took no time and you weighed nothing.

He also added:

Seriously, keep going, guy. You've trained, you've done the work. You will survive this.

I really appreciated that. I think that was my brother.

Distance: 3.1 miles

Duration: 27:08
Pace: 8:44

We made it to Thursday, and then I collapsed. Work at 3 AM with a headache. Slept too warm, got up, took pain reliever, didn't make any difference. Called off work. I feel bad about that, of course, but it/s noon and I still feel like shit.

This is becoming a regular thing now and I do not care for it. Then again, what I particularly do not care for is conducting a five day residency. It's very taxing for me now, on my feet for five hours, engaging somewhat disinterested students, using my voice a lot.

And Death of a Salesman. I mean, come on.

Anyway, I'm hoping a run will drive this out of me.

Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 72°
Climate: sunny & hot
Mood: good! but my head hurts!

Fall 1990 Mixtape
Praying For Time - George Michael

I'm Your Baby Tonight - Groove Is In the Heart - Deee-Lite

Dance of the Dream Man - Angelo Badalamenti

Feels Good - Tony! Toni! Toné!

Policy of Truth - Depeche Mode

We have begun shedding weight. For the moment I have become accustomed to eating less and getting anxious about any additional intake. I need to find the right balance. I can feel it in my hips, my end, my legs.

Of course, as I said, I have also been standing this week, a lot more than usual.

Stretches: yes
Water: yes
Weight: 163 lbs. (+0.2)

Planks: TBA
Push-ups: TBA

Sit-Ups: TBA

Went the distance.

It's a big week. I'm teaching the Death of a Salesman residency, the same residency I was teaching twenty-five years ago. It's changed a little, not much. The kids haven't changed much, either. It's a bit surprising to hear high school juniors in Chagrin Falls remarking about how bad the economy is, but I guess I'm glad they know. 

Distance: 3.1 miles

Duration: 28:03
Pace: 9:02

Anyway, five classes a day is a lot for me now. I mean, it's fine. It's a drag. Four classes back to back ... then a ninety minute break followed by a fifth class. It's a long day on my feet.

Then I need to jet downtown to take care of time-sensitive business (see: writing contest) and help how I can with the show.

The show! My show, that is going up this weekend! Another show! Goodness, what a month. Monday we're going to Cincinnati to see the boy play. I am looking forward to that, a little vacation after all this business.

We're still not drinking. How long have I ever gone without drinking, smoking, taking antianxiety medication, or all the rest? Ts. Remarkable.

Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 65°
Climate: beautiful!!!
Mood: good

So, what was I listening to at that time when I began high school. It went a little something like this.

Fall 1982 Mixtape

Pressure - Billy Joel

Shock the Monkey - Peter Gabriel

Eye of the Tiger - Survivor

Don't You Want Me- Human League

Tainted Love - Soft Cell

You Dropped a Bomb On Me - The Gap Band

Hot in the City - Billy Idol (Cleveland!)

Yes. We were young and anxious.

Stretches: yes
Water: yes
Weight: 162.8 lbs. (-2.4)

It's been a beautiful week, I'll give you that. We have to leave for classes before the sun comes up, so an afternoon run it is.

And I have been most responsible, not only preparing lunches for the entire week, preparing breakfast for the entire week! Fresh fruit, cut and frozen! What a good boy am I.

Planks: yes
Push-ups: yes

Sit-Ups: yes

I'd die without you.

Someone must explain to me these Saturday/Sunday headaches. I used to think o no, I had two drinks last night and now my head hurts. I am a bad person. But there is no drinking, no drugs. Just sleep. Must I wake up at five or six to have coffee on weekend mornings? I mean, I can do that. 

Then there is the old man, who disrupts me regularly. I just want to have a weekend free from discomfort and pain, alas.

Distance: 3.1 miles

Duration: 27:18
Pace: 8:48

Twenty years ago, I was in malaise, tapering, waiting for the big race. It was eleven days until the New York City Marathon.

Ever since the weather turned I have felt in limbo. Also, since the numbers started going down instead of up. Just treading water. Staying limber.

This week I will be attending evening rehearsals and teaching five classes a day. That's in addition to just taking care of house and spouse. I should be grateful I am not training for a marathon.

Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 47°
Climate: nice & cool
Mood: good

Moving in.

Fall 1992 Mixtape

Jeremy - Pearl Jam

Crucify * - Tori Amos

Rhythm Is a Dancer - SNAP!

Erotica - Madonna

I'd Die Without You * - P.M. Dawn

Don't Stop - Fleetwood Mac

This is when the 90s truly began.

Stretches: yes
Water: no. oops.
Weight: 165.2 lbs. (+0.2)

Ate whatever I wanted yesterday. Burrito, sushi, pizza. It was pretty cool.

Planks: yes
Push-ups: TBA

Sit-Ups: yes

I am not going out like any punk bitch.

2275 Professor Street
Then (1992) & Then (2018)
(coffee shop formerly known as Beviamo)

Cat kept me up all night. He can go months without sleeping with me, then he remembers how nice it is. And I am glad he still gets out of bed to pee. But then he wants back in.

Distance: 3.1 miles

Duration: 27:28
Pace: 8:51 

The next week will be a bear. I teach five classes a day, every day next week. It's going to be a drag.

Had a dream last night, I was leading a lesson but some kids who weren't paying attention were comparing tunes on transistor radios. I lost my temper, which is not my style, but they were so rude.

I said, "Give me the fucking radio."

And that was kind of it for the class.

Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 47°
Climate: cloudy & perfect 
Mood: all right

Fall 1992 Mixtape

Good Stuff - The B-52's

Too Funky (Extended) - George Michael

Jump Around - House of Pain

Baby Got Back - Sir Mix-A-Lot

Happiness in Slavery - Nine Inch Nails

Pretend We're Dead - L7

As summer leaned into fall that fateful year, we were preparing a space for performance. Crazy, right? I was 24 years old and starting a theater company. What a fantasy!

Yesterday, I was in that space. I was giving a rep from our sister company the nickel tour of CLE and came through Tremont to show off some thing. I bought him a coffee at Roasted, which is located in the former Professor Street Theater.

I also skipped lunch. Didn't mean to do that.

Stretches: yes
Water: yes
Weight: 165 lbs. (-0.4)

Planks: yes
Push-ups: yes

Sit-Ups: yes

Twenty years ago, I ran fifteen miles by taking the five mile circuit around my house three times. I was tapering, I had already run the trek from my house to my parents' on Sept 30, and should have done another twenty but never did.

The blog post for this fifteen miler is the most visited post on my blog, three times as many visits as the post that comes in second. I attribute this to the fact that I listed every single track I listened to on my run, which is a lot and must show up on countless searches.

"I rose and dressed for cold. Welcome back butter beanie, welcome back bullethead. Yesterday I got new soles, new gloves (awesome gloves) and a new running hat."

I'm wearing those same awesome gloves today.