Flowers

Flowers keep on flowerin
- Roger Clyne

Three more today and I was quite a bit more tires than the last two days but I picked some beautiful sunflowers and now I'm going fishing with my new rod and bait!

Lake song. Again.

Now we arise
To curse these these young suburban villains and their ill-begotten children from the lawn
- Decemberists, Lake Song

This line always makes me laugh and this is one of my most favorite songs, particularly apropos this weekend as I run around the lake. 3 yesterday and 3 today. Feeling stronger baby.

Come to me now
And on the station wagon window set the ghosts of your two footprints that they might
Haunt me when you're gone
And when the light grew dawn
You were forever gone

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

It got done

I'm not scared and I'm not lonely
Not saving all my money or my breath
Not looking for an answer
Or asking anyone to second guess
- indigo girls

Well dammit. I left for the gym without my inhaler and I didn't want to turn around because I was afraid I wouldn't leave again. And I slept like hell last night so I didn't get up this morning. Nevertheless, I persevered. I got two miles in on the treadmill and again I could only go a quarter mile without walking. My heart rate was only 115 the first time I walked and yesterday I maintained 150 to 160 for the whole mile. I don't know why I have to keep justifying myself. I think I'm afraid I'm just making excuses and being lazy, despite all evidence to the contrary. Anyway it got done and now I sit on the couch of righteousness watching the bachelorette. Tomorrow I get to go to Charleston, SC, which has been on my bucket list for a long time. I built in some extra time Thursday morning hoping I will have an opportunity to take a run around the city ❤️

A beautiful day

Spring is almost over and the summers comin
The days are gettin long
Waited all winter for the time to be right just to take you along
Baby get ready
- nitty gritty dirt band, fishin in the dark

I ran a 12 min mile at 2% incline at the gym today, which doesn't sound like a big deal but given I haven't even been able to run a mile without walking in awhile, it's pretty awesome. And I felt like I could keep going except that I had to get to yoga. And that was a particularly difficult and business-like class I didn't car for. Thank you inhaler, it all got done and now I'm lounging by the gym pool breaking in my new bathing suit. I downloaded this goofy band after my brother talked about fishing in the dark over the 4th. This song just makes me grin.

Fighting on

You tattered me, you tethered me to you
But when the light grow dark
You were forever gone
But I remember you
You were full and sweet as honeydew
- Decemberists

Yesterday I had drinks with an old friend who knows me very well. I was lamenting g my asthma problem and how it doesn't make sense and isn't fair and how I'm supposed to use my rescue inhaler before running even though I'm on two other medications. He asked, simply, so are you going to fight it? And it's such a ridiculous question, but that has been, in fact, what I've been doing. Going on my piss poor runs, heaving and sweating, pissing and moaning. In fact he's the third person I've had this conversation with, but he addressed it in such a different matter-of-fact way that it really smacked me. Last Sunday I actually did try my inhaler before a treadmill run, and it was a decent run. I did 3.5 miles, in part because of the stroke of luck of having a dateline episode on the tv that I hadn't seen. But it was the best run I've had in a long time. And the week prior I did a good treadmill run in my hotel. So I guess I will accept this burden for what it is. After all, what's the point in fighting?

Good news bad news

Good news I just hit the hotel gym. Bad news I only did a mile. Bad news I left my room key in there and couldn't get back in. Good news I'm going to dinner.