Today’s Run
The Last Samurai
“They are all perfect.”
Runkeeper
Here goes an attempt to share with my blog.
Well, it didn’t actually work out. Runkeeper could not share the map. So it’s back to saving the picture into a file to upload to here at a later date.
Ouch
Okay, maybe running over 7 miles yesterday wasn’t the best thought-out idea. My body certainly is giving me a piece of its mind. And it’s using four-letter words I’ve never heard before. Rather insulting, to say the least.
How I Am Spoiled!
Is It Love?
If your significant other does not warn you about the evils of wearing black socks with shorts, they don’t love you.
Sadness
I want to mourn for the world
The one we have lost
I want to wail to the heavens
Loudly
A cry of agony
To render even star song silent.
I want to mourn for the world
Sadness
Good Morning
The sun is shining, professing its continued routine of rising in the East and setting in the West. There is no wind outside, suggesting a run would be enjoyable. Meanwhile, there are sleeping cats cuddled next to Tina out in the living room where she sleeps on the couch. Outside on Highway 23/Grand Avenue, the traffic drones by, more than ought to be happening but less than usually happens. Regardless of the state of the world, life is happening now for most of us. I don’t know about you, but I guess I’ll strive for the best. What else can I do?
My Corona
How long until Weird Al turns “My Sharona” into “My Carona?”
Slip Free
Our reality has slipped. Our perspectives have been left behind. The age of possibility and expansion has been replaced with the age of consequence and reduction. The promise of a better life has been replaced with a plight of uncertainty and stagnation.