There's a 750 Norton busting down January's door.

FREE LOVE FREE LOVE

Lots of theater recently. Late nights and drinking.Intense discussions, hushed whispers and talking a bit too loudly in crowded spaces. Also, an interview. What is real, what is artifice?

I live in theater, and sometimes that makes perfect sense and sometimes it seems entirely fake. Often, it's beautiful.

1987 Playlist
I Still Believe - Tim Cappello
We're The Replacements - They Might Be Giants
Lean On Me (Remix) - Club Nouveau
Behind the Sun - Red Hot Chili Peppers
Rent - Pet Shop Boys
Bad - Michael Jackson
Got My Mind Set On You - George Harrison
Hang on St. Christopher - Tom Waits
Rock Steady - Sting
How Beautiful You Are - The Cure

Christian rock does not necessarily suck. Only if you call it that.

Distance: 3.85 miles
Route: Forest Hill Run
Temperature: 41°
Climate: cool
Pavement: slushy
Mood: not bad

With the exception of some treacherous ice dunes, that was a lovely run. My back has been acting up, several nights either standing for plays or sitting for plays has caused some distress, but otherwise I am managing without any serious issues.

And running. Standing tall and moving. Not so fast, but constant. Today, in shorts. Magnificent. And the furthest I have run since September.

Stretches: yes

Baseline: 178 lbs.
Today: 180 lbs (+3.0)
Revised Goal: 175 lbs.

You fought valiantly, perusing the menu, agonizing over whether to have the wrap or the fried sandwich, even at one point declaring you may have the Caesar, but then requesting the Reuben.

This is not how battles are won. Part of a fried cheese sandwich for lunch, fried onions and sweet potatoes as a snack, friend corned beef sandwich for dinner.

Also, now that I think of it, five of my last nine meals were high calorie dishes ordered from restaurants.

The problem is clear. Fix the problem, fix yourself.