- My cleansing ritual is moving along. I am writing a fictional story about it as I progress.
- Yesterday's race rocked and rolled. There was no electronic mat. My unofficial time was just over 43 minutes, 43.25 according to my devise, which I did sort of fumbled with after I crossed the finish line. But the race clock was definitely at 43:0something as I passed it. The course was nearly the full loop around Prospect Park, which has the potential to chew you up and spit you out for dessert. But I just straight up felt good, really good.
- Speaking of devises, I have erased all of my running stats from my iPod. I am starting from scratch. I have reactivated the person living inside of it, but now he is a man. Perhaps he won't black out when I touch his belly button to check on my mid-training progress. Because, you know, I gotta look good for the fellas.
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| Check the shirt I had made for the Brooklyn PTA 5K |
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