The drowned

Tell me now, tell me this
A forest's son, a river's daughter
Our ghosts will wander all of the water
- Decemberists

Gym again tonight at 8pm and 2.5 on tready. I'll take it.

Precious bones

If you call, then let me pass
You may render me a wreck when I come back
So calm your waves, and slow the churn
And you may have my precious bones on my return
- Decemberists, Annan Water

This is the only band I've listened to since Travelers' Rest several weeks ago (note the apostrophe). It's kind of an obsession. I so love his vocabulary. So tonight is the second night in a row I've actually gone to the gym. I'm feeling good about that. The treadmill isn't so bad when I've had a good suck on my inhaler. I can get my heart rate up to 160 and still get all the air I want, like gulping great mouthfuls of cold water. So 2.5 tonight at inclines.

To dad

I ran across this little guy on my run tonight. My second run this week. August has been tough and I never really got any momentum this summer. Bring on September. Please.

"She had no heart so hardened." - Decemberists



- Sandy

FOR THE RECORD

I did run on Monday before work, 2.5 mi. I did not manage the early rising again until today when I didn't have to get up until 7. So I did another 2.5. AND NOW I AM HEADED TO THE MOST AWESOME INAUGURAL TRAVELERS REST MUSIC FESTIVUS IN MONTANA!!!!! Woot woot!!! I may or may not exercise depending on my state of euphoria, drunkenness, hungoverness, or general sloth.

"You rise to me and I'll blow you down."
The Decemberists