OK. The week beginning 8/30 is mostly dream-fog. I ran...monday, tues, and wednesday i think? they were good runs...two of them were 12 miles or so...that run i've been doing where i speed up at the end. i took thursday and then friday off in anticipation of hitting some new trails with my good friend dan dehaven who i went to visit out in cleveland. however, we did NOT go running at ALL. instead, we did the primary thing we are most inclined to do when we hang out and that is drink very very heavily and act very very badly in public. luckily, the one other person who perhaps inspires this same level of drunken stupidity (my cousin grant) now lives near cleveland and HE came to visit TOO! so...that was just one hell of a bender weekend. it's been a while since i really tied one on. i'd forgotten how much fun it is to invest significant time into a good drunk. you know, really letting that stuff soak into the deepest folds of your brain. hours and hours of marinating in alcohol. skipping ahead.
Sunday- dizzy, hungover 5.5 miles. went to San Marinese picnic with Gabbo and her family. ate an insane amount of delicious food. handmade italian sausage, cannolis, eggplant, homemade foccacia bread...all of it was out of this world.
Monday- nothing. i'm all over the place. more rehab monkey business that i'm tired of thinking about. our country is so ill equipped to help people like me and i have developed infinitely more sympathy and acceptance for people with addiction issues. my brother wrote me an email that was the most touching, sincere and gorgeously constructed piece of art/correspondence that i have ever had the pleasure of receiving. it was so loving and exacting in its expression that i wept (yeah, not cried. wept.) and called him the next day to thank him as much as my feeble mouth and feebler brain would allow me. i am the luckiest person alive. yes, luckier than you. sorry, dude.
Tues- horrible meeting with a psychiatrist. there is nothing so nauseating and deeply saddening for me than to have an important conversation with someone who is so unwilling to speak or act with any candor or integrity. this appointment went so badly that it changed some of my views on life and how best to live it. that's all i can say at this point. my resolve and hope was shaken on this day. back on the methadone, i go.
good run, though. 12.5 miles at home then went to wildwood with gabbo to run a few more. it was so hot today and for the longer run i thought, "hey it might be kinda neat and cathartic to punish yourself by not running with any water." by the end i was in full-blown suffer-mode and when i met up with gabbo and she went out the gate a little hot, i couldn't keep up! i had to rest and she did a trail loop and then met back up with me! yeesh! anyway, we went out for sushi and it was really nice and i'm in love with her and that psychiatrist didn't even exist by the time we paid the tab and were on our way home.
WED 9/1/10 - more teacher in-service stuff getting ready for the school year to start next week. i have done little to prepare and am not nervous? ...so i think that must mean i'm stupid. if you've read any of this blog, you should have already come to that conclusion by now so my unpreparedness in the face of a great necessity for preparedness should come as no surprise.
7.5 mile run. very hot again.
THURS - 11 miles
FRI- 7 miles
SATURDAY 9/4/10- ran the Boyscouts Eagle Half-Marathon in Bowling Green, OH. Got rained on in the first couple of miles and was super cold. Ran it with Gabbo, who did gritted her teeth and ran through some serious pains in her foot and knee to finish in 2 hours...11 minutes faster than the Glass City half in April. Nice job! 13.1 miles.
SUNDAY- sabbath. day of rest. weekly total 60 miles, on the nose.
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