IM Once Again

Just Keep Running

Good morning! I managed a decent heart rate with an improved pace. And I ran one of my favorite routes.

The IM Saga Continues

Just Keep Running

My slowest pace this year. But that’s to be expected. I took a route with steeper hills than I’ve been used to tackling. Also maintained a lower average heart rate. And I only hit 161 a couple of times on some steep inclines. So, all in all, I’m happy with this run.

My New Ride

My old Ford Fusion finally reached the end of its life. There is a long, convoluted story about attempting to get a re-built engine put into it, but that’s for another day. Suffice it to say, my credit was more than adequate to buy myself this vehicle.

Just Another IM Update

Just Keep Running

My pace was down. But my heart rate was in the range I like. I didn’t have the best night’s sleep, which explains my lower speed. But I’m okay with that. At this point, I’m looking to just put effort into maintaining an exercise routine. I’ll let the benefits be secondary.

Just Another IM* Update

Just Keep Running

I am pleasantly surprised by my heart rate. I managed my lowest max rate so far since resuming the marathon.

This is from last week. Just catching up on posting my runs.

*Incremental Marathon

Incremental Marathon Update

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My heart rate was much better than the last run. I peaked at 162 towards the end but managed an overall average of 151. So, yes, a vast improvement over last week’s run.

Yup. I Am Out of Shape

Just Keep Running

My heart rate was through the roof! My average was 162. However, I hit 172 several times at the end. But what did I expect? I haven’t run since February 19th! Thirty seven days without running. And I felt it!

Not My Day

I am not Irish, nor do I drink alcohol, so St. Patrick’s Day is wasted on me.

Uh-huh.

Weird is not the new cool. Nor is it the old cool.

Weird is the timeless cool.

I Hate Drawing

I cannot draw. I’ve known this for all of my life. And no, I don’t buy the “anyone can draw” bullshit. So, when I signed up for a psychology class, the last thing I expected was an art component. But that’s what I have to do. Now, I’ll draw, but it does not do anything for my learning experience. Just the opposite, it bogs me down. I do not get the thought behind making me do art. It seems to be an unsound theory not supported by any real-world situations.

Now, I get the concept of critical thinking. I believe it is a crucial aspect of being able to succeed in the world. However, I’m not convinced that it is a process that can be taught equally to everyone with the expectation of a universal time-frame. People learn at different paces and in different ways. I am a word thinker. My thoughts are dialogue. I cannot visualize anything. Nor do I hear music. Or have music in my mind. Just words. Just dialogue. So, I am a simple man who likes to receive information through words. I will go through life using what I was taught, gaining mastery at my pace.

It irritates me when education goes beyond educating and forces premature “mastery” of subjects. In other words, they are trying to force comprehension. It is the one thing I have learned in all my years as a counselor – I cannot force my clients to gain comprehension. It is a spontaneous process that occurs at a different pace for each individual. Mastery is gained through repeated effort. And through their respective manner of thinking. Kinetic thinkers, auditory thinkers, visual thinkers, and emotive thinkers all learn in different ways. Unfortunately, teachers are forced to craft a classroom without regard to the various manner of thinking. And that’s a shame.

Oh, and for the first time since I started college, I have an instructor that I am not liking. It’s a first for me.