All my senses rise.

Crazy. The wife has been out of town since Tuesday, barely two days. And yet, it's so strange. It's strange being alone. I do not care for it. It's okay. It gives me no joy, not for a moment. It never has.

Distance: 3.1 miles

Duration: 26:36
Pace: 8:35

Man. I wrote a sad little scene this morning. But is it trite? Is it maudlin? Can't know until I read it in context ... whenever I figure out what that is.

Route: Forest Hill Loop

Temperature: 49°
Climate: overcast & cool

Mood: good

Got to stop thinking, "It takes five minutes to get my kit on and step out the door." It takes fifteen minutes, sometimes twenty. Okay? Fifteen to twenty. Budget that time.

 
Stretches: yes

Sit-Ups: tbd
Planks: tbd 

Upper body: tbd
Water: yes

Diet: No greasy food today. You've eaten a lot of that shit this week, and you'll probably have more this weekend. It affects your mouth, only vigilant oral hygiene has kept you from sores.  Fruits and vegetables, that's it.

160-169 BPM Playlist

Moving On - BTS

Gangsta's Paradise - Coolio ft. L.V.

Everywhere I Go - The Call

Foundations - Kate Nash

The Adults Are Talking - The Strokes

You Better You Bet - The Who

Breakfast: coffee w/cream, fresh fruit w/granola  yogurt

Lunch: chili cheese burritos, Pepsi

Dinner: pasta & roasted vegetables

Alcohol? yes, I think.

Haw haw haw.

Baseline: 195 lbs.

Current: 173 lbs. (-1.0)

Goal: 165 lbs.

Writing: yes