Journal Entry: December 20, 2018

A black guy and a white guy talk at McDonald’s every Friday but never sit together.

I’ve been playing Red Dead Redemption 2 on PS4 a lot. I completed a mission last night called The Ties That Bind Us. It was the continuation of a story following two guys I helped escape from a prison chain gang. The black guy is named White and the white guy is named Black. They are always arguing and threatening to kill the other, but they’ve yet to go their separate ways. The latest mission was simple. They’re sick and I had to get them medicine. They both said I should give it to the other, even though they never miss an opportunity to denigrate the other.

The reason I mention this is because they remind me of two men we used to run into. Every Friday morning we would go to McDonald’s for breakfast, and there would be two old men there. The black guy would sit at a table in the middle of the floor reading the newspaper and drinking coffee. The white guy would sit in the corner booth by the door. They never sat together, but they would occasionally glance up. Every Friday, this would continue until they locked eyes and started talking. If that didn’t work, one of them would make a random comment, louder than necessary. “It’s gonna be hard mowing that wet grass today!” The other would respond and they would still be talking when we left. They still didn’t sit together.

Yesterday’s run was 5.03 miles/11:10 pace.

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Journal Entry: December 19, 2018

Another good day!

Another good day. I took a nap and didn’t feel guilty about it. Laura is sick and with marathon training starting next week I’m really hoping I don’t catch it. After missing the half in September, I don’t want to think about missing any training. I stayed up later than usual last night. That’s usually a good indicator of how I’m feeling. I go to bed when I get tired, instead of looking at my watch and thinking about what I have going on tomorrow.

Run report: 2.95 miles at 10:05 pace

Journal Entry: December 18, 2018

Day 2, we made it!

Day 2, we made it! I’ve felt fantastic the past couple of days. I cleaned a majority of the house Sunday and it didn’t even feel like a chore. I haven’t been smothering myself in thoughts. Make a decision and go with it.

We’re looking at selling our house. We bought ours for $80,000 and the house beside us sold for nearly $200,000. They are similar so we’re hoping to make a lot of money, buy land and a tiny house. All I need is wifi.

Most of my running lately has been easy, just biding time until it’s time to start training. Yesterday I went for 6.16 miles at a 10:38 pace.

December 17, 2018

Another day, another blog post. Another blog post, another format. I’ve wanted to start a journal for years, and every so often I’d write something at the end of the day. Most recently was last week. The entry before that was at the beginning of this year. Maybe making it public will keep me on it, although my food accountability post did little to change my diet. Oh, well.

I’ve started running consistently again over the past couple of weeks after missing about two months due to illness and a foot injury. About that illness. I went backpacking a month ago when I was already struggling with a cold that had been lingering for several weeks. Just wouldn’t go away. So I went backpacking with a friend on what I’m sure was the first freeze of the winter and came home with a sinus infection. My first one and it was miserable.

Back to running. Next week I start training for my second marathon. The same course that kicked my ass last year. I missed my last half-marathon because of my injury and illness, so I’m more than ready to race. I’m aiming for a 4 hour time. I didn’t have a goal last year, but my soul carried my body across the finish line in 5:30.

I dealt with shin splints when I ran on consecutive days for the first time in a while last month, but a 5 mile turkey trot seemed to get everything loose again. I bought some KT Tape but haven’t used much of it.

Here’s hoping there is another post tomorrow.

Ode to Familiarity

O Walmart, how I’ve come to know your layout

O Walmart, how I’ve come to know your layout

Aisles may switch arbitrarily but your milk stays in the back left

Miles I’ve put beneath my feet on your scuffed floor

When a quick trip to Dollar General would do

 

O greenway, how comfortable I feel on your path

Your distance never wavers

Adaptable for speed and long runs

Through the seasons you remain my one constant