Summer will always take me back to my teenage years, and specifically the summer of 1983. It was kind of a big deal. So, the music. The "Sweeping Up at Grebe's" playlist is an epic for me, a real crossing over point, from what to what else I do not know. But the masturbation was compulsory.
Too much? I don't even care anymore. The staged reading this weekend was so rewarding, how do I capitalize upon that?
Distance: 3.1 miles
Duration: 29:21Pace: 9:28
Sweeping Up at Grebe's
Pleasure of Love (Instrumental) - Tom Tom Club
Promised You a Miracle (US Remix) - Simple Minds
Come On Elieen - Dexys Midnight Runners
Oblivious - Aztec Camera
Time (Clock of the Heart) - Culture Club
I Melt With You - Modern English
The Safety Dance (Extended Dance Version) - Men Without Htas
Yes, very important (especially on a morning like this one) to have chosen the music in advance. I did not have the bandwidth for much even after an hour of drinking coffee, water, and writing.
Temperature: 57°
Climate: overcast & cool
Mood: all right
Big storms last night. We were spared the worst. Brought the temperature down. Light cool run.
I do not even remember running through the woods, at all. Most of this run I was way back in my subconscious.
Stretches: yes
Water: yes
Weight: 162 lbs. (-1.0)
Planks: TBA
Push-ups: TBA
Sit-Ups: TBA
Water: yes
Weight: 162 lbs. (-1.0)
The readings on Saturday were very special. I've been wanting to hear this play read before a live audience for years. And the laughter was full, the jokes were understood, and the story shocked. It rocked. People cared. And they believed. It was so rewarding.
What will happen?
Planks: TBA
Push-ups: TBA
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