I've been getting away with it all my life.

Yesterday I was develping a sore throat which was worrying. But then I thought, I have been drinking nearly no water. So I remedied that and my throat stopped being sore. Science!

Distance: 3.1 miles
Duration: 30:54
Pace: 9:58
Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 52°
Climate: breezy & damp
Mood: good
Weight: 185 lbs. (-2.0)

I wrote a love song to running this morning.

Intake

Breakfast: cheese bun, coffee (2x)

Lunch: sunbutter & jelly sandwich, tomato soup

Treat: Diet Pepsi

Snack: almonds & raisins (1 serving), beer (1x)

Dinner: biryani

Also, fizzy water (2x)

1991 Playlist

My Definition of a Boombastic Jazz Style - Dream Warriors

Good Vibrations - Marky Mark & the Fun Bunch ft. the incomparable Loleatta Holloway

O.P.P. - Naughty By Nature

Miss Freelove '69 - Hoodoo Gurus

Jughead - Prince & the New Poer Generation

Kiss You Back - Digital Underground

Getting Away With It - Electronic

Pop Goes the Weasel - 3rd Bass

I don't ask for much.

Happy President's Day! I'm not dead.

Hella busy, though. Also, two things: the snow came in hard and heavy and there's nowhere to run. And the gym (apparently, I have not been) has maximized space by setting the machines onto the track.

This past week I have been possessed by consumption. This weekend was unbearable, as I was hyperaware of how much food and junk I was eating. Anxious and bored, I imagine, though not seriously anxious. I rationalized that I was eating as a stimulus or reward to keep going ... of course, making a bowl of something means I will sit at a table to eat it and I can't work like that so I just do a crossword puzzle, anyway.

The gum helps. Big machine of Xylotol gum. My teeth have never been stronger. Seriously, even the dentist says so.

So, here we go. Sunny skies and clear(ish) pavement for a couple days before more winter weather. Wish me luck.

Distance: 3.1 miles
Duration: 32:47
Pace: 10:34
Route: Forest Hill Loop
Temperature: 54°
Climate: warm!
Mood: good
Weight: 187 lbs.

Yes, the bad news is I gained eight pounds. The good news is I think I gained it all just yesterday.

Gear: windbreaker, winter hat, gloves, shorts

My phone lied to me. LIED to me. I double check it, sometimes it needs to refresh. But it still said forty-seven. This was not the case, and I was overdressed. Not complaining, I LOVE RUNNING.

Intake

Breakfast: coffee (3x) 

Lunch: french toast, butter, syrup, bacon (2 slices), banana

Tea time: tea, cheese bun

Snack: apple

Dinner: chcken paprikash

It was not my intention to have french toast for lunch. I was going to have a salad or something. But the boy made french toast, so what are you gonna do?

1971 Playlist

It Don't Come Easy - Ringo Starr

Bang a Gong (Get It On) - T.Rex

Oh Yoko! - John Lennon

Can You Get To That - Funkadelic

My Sweet Lord - George Harrison

Superstar - Murray Head

I Feel the Earthh Move - Carole King

Outa-Space - Billy Preston

Love Her Madly - The Doors

When the Levee Breaks - Led Zeppelin

It's true. 1971 was the greatest year in music history. Next up: 1991, also the greatest year in music history.