I insisted that we get up this morning and go do the rounds at the baseball field. It's not that this is enjoyable running, it's that this is just part of doing the whole "get healthy/live longer" thing.
Tell that to my chest, which decided that after the first sprint around the perimeter, that it was going to not expand enough to allow me to breathe enough. In fact, my body seemed to strongly suggest that lying face down on the wet grass would be preferable to continuing in an upright manner.
It didn't get easier, either.
Fortunately, after we stopped, so did the pain. I guess that's the blessing of the interval. Of course, it begs the question of why I'm not just hitting my feet with a hammer and then stopping. The pain/cessation cycle would be the same.
At least I haven't had as much kool-aid as Suzee has. No marathons, heck, not even a 5k race, call to me at all.
And, since I never ever post about what I'm reading, despite the title of this blog, I started Nic Sheff's Tweak last night. I had heard an interview with him and his dad about their books that had me in tears in the car, and had been wondering if I could handle this book. When I saw it on the new books shelf at the library, I figured, "What the heck!" So far, it's gripping and sad and worrisome and everything I thought it would be. I'm not sure that I can handle his dad's book, as I see myself much more on the parent end than the kid one these days -- it's a position I hope to never ever find myself in.
To the incredible relief of anyone who reads this, there's a camera on the way -- I have pictures of one finished thing I've done, one Eric has done, what I'm working on, and of course, the Energizer Bunny pumpkins!
Weekly Garden Musings: June 20, 2013
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