An Oz-tastic morn.

It's the start of a 3-day week.
My feeling is just to wade through it and get it over with.
Listening to Ozzy's No More Tears, spec. the title track, "Time After Time," "Zombie Stomp," "AVH" "Road to Nowhere."
I'm not in a bad mood but I'm getting over this sinus cold and I'm more bummed about the fact that I was fine yesterday until about 6 p.m., and then started coughing. Also I drank about 2/3 a bottle of red wine last nite, which knocked me out after dinner.
It's not very cold this morning and I'm not moving too hard.
Reading Battler Britton tpb this morning but was only able to finish part 1. I know I have read pt 1 (at least) before, but I have only the vaguest recollection. It's good but on the train I was still a little worn out. This week I'll likely start reading Great Expectations.
Yesterday I finished reading Michael Chabon's Manhood for Amateurs, which I bought over the summer for an astoundingly low price and read intermittently at home. It really is a great read and thankfully, since it's a collection of memoir and personal essays, it's the sort of book I'm sure I'll refer to several times. It makes me want to write a similar book, and there's no reason I shouldn't.
One thing I can do on the Uno that I couldn't do on the Boardwalk is ride with no hands. I don't need to do that but I tried it and b/c it's more solid, I can do that to keep my hands warm if need be. But I have those new gloves, so that shouldn't happen often. I didn't feel confident doing that on the old bike.
Yesterday was really nice out and I would've loved to have run but I didn't want to dig myself into a deeper hole. Thursday (Thanksgiving) morning will be the morning.
I did feel this weekend that a lot of the intensity was out of my system and that could've been from a confluence of things:

Listening to mostly jazz;
reading a lot;
not exercising as much;
forced relaxation.

Even the way I feel about work has sort of subsided for the time being and it's not that I'm selling out or anything like that but I'm playing the hand I'm dealt. Can't be "on" all the time -- I'm "on" most of the time so giving myself the week or so to get it together will be good. I don't mind being away for long periods of time. Two weeks ago I satisfied the biophiliac in me and now I'm paying for it, physically, I think but it's effecting me mentally a little, too.

Let's just get through the week as dry as possible.

Thank you for reading.