Hains Point

No one was playing golf.

But there were tugboats out. And the water: like beautiful blue buttercream icing.

This is not my photo. But, you get the idea.

History was incredibly nice and slowed down to run with me this morning.

I got to hear about her book prospectus. Books in other disciplines just seem so much more glamorous.

Oh, and we got to run down and around Hains Point. I love that run. If you come to visit me, remind me that we should do this one.

Unless you are Ivy League. If you are him, we'll go on a more urban one.

Anyway, about 8 or 8 1/2 miles. I got a bit crampy at the end. Then again, that might not have been correllated to the run at all.

Sun makes 37 degrees so much more tolerable.

Marking Time

It's best not to look at the clock when swimming laps. At least, not often.

Focusing on the minute hand, the number of marks left between you and the swim's culmination gain in signifiance.

Even more true when aqua jogging. Add aqua weights and an unexpected abs workout and stir.

As if you were in the stir.

The international community condemns life without parole as a form of punishment. The psychological trauma is deemed too scarring.

Because there is nothing to do but count off the marks of your time there - in that case, your life.

Better, then, to forget the clock. Or the calendar.

Better to forget that you are marking off the moments of your life. Or the moments between moments in your life.

I've been trying not to look at the clock. And the calendar.

Because, while you are marking off the moments, your life is sliding by. And you have only one.

Luckily, I don't wear my glasses in the pool.

Restraint

I Cannot Believe That I Exercised Some!

Now, laziness, that I can do. But laziness is not to be confused with restraint.

Laziness is seeing the rain out the window and deciding that bed or NPR is a much better option.

Restraint is getting up, getting motivated, going out in the rain to meet your running group.

Then, when no one else shows up, that's when the hard part of restraint comes in.

Instead of running alone by yourself, or running home and biking for another 45 minutes or so - instead of entertaining plans B and C that are dancing and swirling in your head - you run home.

And that's it.

When I'm all pumped up and readied to go work out, it can be almost impossible to halt that train. But my slightly sore groin/hip flexor will likely thank me.

And, instead, I can focus on doing more work.

Focus needs to be connected to Restraint, like oxen in a yoke.

Let's hope Focus didn't bolt earlier.

2 whole miles. Ack. Really?

Focus

Arms. Arms. Arms. Arms, lap numbers, and Biz Markee. All were looping through my head.

You've got to be impressed with Biz's chutzpah. The man cannot sing and, yet, he sings a song. Pre-AutoTune.

Perfect for me. I sound almost as good as he does, in my head.

My arms - espcially my poor, neglected tricepts - were quite tired after I concentrated on my arms for most of my swim/jog on Tuesday.

I'll have to try this again! I've been neglecting things recently.

Especially those poor tricepts.

So Nice

to be around a group of people who don't have any real interest in my grades, or whether I made the mock trial cuts.

Yes, I got to run with the Stanton Park group again this morning.

Slowly around the mall - though I cut off part and walked a bit with someone who wasn't feeling well.

And, I got to re-hash the Ravens's loss in detail: all before the sun came up.

Well, at least I got about 5 1/2 miles in.

Aqua Jogging

Hehehehehe. My influence is extending. Somehow, I found myself with a aqua jog companion FOR THE WHOLE TIME!

Peace Corps said that she just didn't really want to work out on Sunday.

But I think it's because I've been selling this whole aqua jogging thing like it's candy: candy that you eat to slim down.

Non-diet diet candy. Watch! Eat this 3 times a day and see the pounds melt from your body! No need to count calories or try out those awful exercise machines!

Heh.

It went MUCH faster with a partner the whole time. About 45-50 minutes of it. Distance: about 6 feet, over and over again.

Killer for Kites

Though a bit chilly for shorts......

Wind whipping around me, I went out to do my penance miles.

Speedy Blonde - those were for you. About 5 miles.

5 SLOOOOOOW miles!

I double-checked, just to make sure. I could have sworn that it was 6!

On the Mall......