Symbiotic ride to yesterday morn only not as windy. Weather is pretty much perfect.
Will not run during lunch today but will tomorrow and/or Friday.
I must've heard "One Way Out" in a commercial or show b/c I had to hear it on the start of my ride. That took me to the Highway where helicopters were disembarking.
On the way south, at Bethune Street a girl crept out of the bushes wearing gray Vibram shoes just getting ready for a run. Not a brilliant move but it was Urbanathalon-style and I can at least respect it, though the thought of wearing just those on any city street worries me.
Finished the Hemingway novel on Friday and then watched the film adaptation, which was a departure from the book. Book was better, as it was grittier.
So I started reading The Lone Surfer of Montana, Kansas, by the founder of Found magazine. Was a recommended reading from a friend and I was able to score it for a buck. Some short fiction to get me through the week. I'll knock this out by the week's end, I'm sure. I also read a little bit in the magazine put out by the NRDC which was up for grabs at work. Going to learn about what, in the environment, is killing us and how to get it to kill us slower.
At the WFC, this is the 2nd time I have seen (presumably) a custodian who looks just like Jamie Pressly's mug shot ( ), in the blue cleaning-lady garb smoking a cigarette.
I'm hustling a little bit today, because I feel good and am not at all sore from the run.
Thank you for reading.
Playlist:
The Answer: "Demon Eyes" "Never Too Late"
Faith No More: "Out of Nowhere"
Led Zeppelin: "Misty Mountain Hop"
Rocket from the Crypt: "Too Many Balls"
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