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.
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
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.
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