Tuesday, June 10, 2008

A Note On Failed Goals

About a week ago I decided that my newest running goal, post-injury (nagging shin splints), would be a mere 50 miles in June. This is down from some pretty hefty training mileage back in March and April, so I thought it would be a cake walk to ramp up the mileage pretty quick, and augment the low mileage with some bike riding on the weekends.

Turns out it's harder than I thought. I'll be lucky if I hit 40 by June 30 on my new Obeying Doctor's Orders plan.

Dang. I miss the road.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

My Everywhere Person

Has anyone ever heard of this phenomenon? Back in college, there was this guy that I saw on the street all the time, in a ton of my classes (all unrelated ones), and just generally random places. he was a very distinctive looking guy, with a black pea coat and hooded sweatshirt underneath (very popular at the time of Dogma), and dark greasy hair. I never talked to my everywhere person, and it always sort of unnerved me when I found him in yet another place or situation that I was in.

Now 3 years out of college, I have a new everywhere person. I've often seen this man at Pick n Save when I do my late night shopping, and tonight he was wandering up 124th street. He's an interesting man. I'm going to name him Richard. I think he has a friend, and occasionally they make mad dashes through the store picking out produce and things to grill.

I would like to learn more about Richard.

I would also like to find more information on the Everywhere Person Phenomenon.

In The Mail Today

There's been little happening in the last four months that I felt warranted a blog post by me. Most items of interest have either a) involved running, which I fear bores my readers to tears, b)been blogged about by someone else before I get a chance, or c)been expressed through Google Reader, my new love.

But that changed today. Two items arrived that made me chuckle a little.
1. $600 from the US government. A month late, and I'm pretty sure it was supposed to be direct deposit, but it's in my hands now, so I won't complain too much. A very pretty check, indeed.
2. A flashy red envelope, addressed to Mike and myself (no, we're not co-habitating), containing a flashy 3 line party invitation.

It's the little things.