I’m taking a afternoon off, maybe tomarrow.

I had a rather odd day today.

Yesterday I hiked 2.5 Miles up a mountain with some theater people.

Today when I went for a short run it felt like my legs where trying to jump ship, like the muscles where going to rip themselves out of my skin. In essence, it was the opposite of the Tuesday run.

Also my girlfriend freaked out on me because I wanted to get a kitten.

Luckily one of my local pals went out for apple juice with me and we joked about the proclivities of significant others. I haven’t spoken to my father in a while, but if I had I’m sure he’d mention buses.

Three and a half hours of pure awesome today. That extra half an hour really takes it out of you, believe you me. I had an extra long sort of okay run, but the last 2 miles I ran in 16:01, which is pretty studly as my total run time was 83:01. I’m doing all right for an old and broken down old man.

Three hours of exercise is no joke let me tell you.

An hour an a half at the gym, half an hour on the bike (in the wind and rain) and then just under an hour and a quarter running in cold rain. I deserve something, maybe a shotgun?

Well I think it’s funny anyway.

This link is Dr. Horribble’s Sing-Along Blog Video, It’s very tick-ish.

Originally I tried to embed it in the blog, but it’s just too darn wide.

And we’re back to running,

as the time grows increasingly short for me to perform my 9 mile run for Team “Lets Make Party” so too must my training regimen become something helpful for running 9 miles.

Today, for instance, I ran for an hour. I have no idea how far, but I do know for how long. Also if I’m to do this run for an hour non-sense for too much longer I’m going to need a portable media player. Humming old Navy jodies to myself for 60 minutes just doesn’t cut it .

I’m not going for a run today either, but it has nothing to do with sharks.

To make up for it tomarrow, I go for an extra long run.

My blisters march ever onwards and in honor of them Today, and perhaps tomarrow are no run days.

I hope you can forgive me.

What ever happend yesterday that stopped me from posting didnt have anything to do with Bears. This I promise you.

It was a rough day, including new shoes, gigantic blisters and a slow run time.

It is true!

I ran into a bear on Saturday after wandering off into the woods to talk to a man about a dog, as it were.

I’d just sat through a performance of the Velvatine Rabbit done by 7 and 8 year-old children, when — will quietly contemplating the nature of the universe — a 4 foot tall black bear stood up from about 10 feet away, woofed at me and then ran off into the forest.

And now a public service message.