Ketchup!

ok... getting back on track now. update on the past two weeks:

I went on a furiously drunken and exhausting trip to new york city to see brother and friends for Thanksgiving. My mother celebrated her birthday. We all celebrated the welcoming bosom of Mama Alcohol. We rejoiced and were glad in it. We gave thanks. I had a nice run through Central Park one day, but the rest of the time I was hoofing it around the city with the family, seeing friends and checking out some of brother's favorite stops. Very busy trip, as usual. Lowest mileage week since last spring maybe? 37 total.

This past week has been horrendous. I do not rebound from a serious bender as quickly and smoothly as i used to. the methadone taper continues with only one extremely unpleasant hiccup the whole time. which is fine, i think. my heart rate is persistently elevated right now as i'm pretty much constantly in a low-grade state of withdrawal. it makes running mentally and physically unpleasant. i can't wait for this to be over. i felt especially brain-dead and shitty all week and got little done. even though it was a chore, i still ran a bit. i am pleased to have stuck with it and gotten in a couple decent workouts. total: 50 miles. a few sessions on the elliptical and/or stair master and one surprisingly tough aerobics class.

gabbo has had a bum knee for, like, totally forever. i was really happy to run with her today (sunday) even if it was only for a couple miles. i miss running with her and i know she's pretty pleased to finally have the end in sight regarding the slow rehab of her knee.