A runner’s journal details the daily ups and downs of keeping the faith with your feet.
December 8, 2010.
Ran the track yesterday. Will run something else today. Perhaps I have become a running fool. Maybe just a fool for running and other stuff. Maybe I am just fooling myself. Maybe fools rush in, and maybe a fool and his money are soon parted…that is certainly true. Enough already. Lace ‘em up, mofo, and git after it. No fool like an old fool is what I say.
December 8, 2010 (Later)
I ran something else today. A little further (over the little Amazon Bridge footbridge) followed by lamp post/telephone pole intervals, cool down and a cuppajoe. Got some work done. Had a good meeting. Took a nap. Gonna give diet soda pop a good leaving-alone. Water, do your thing.
December 9, 2010
Michael is running again today. Now. Run Michael, run. Slowly. Daily. Do. Not. Eat. Like. A. Pig. Ernst van Aaken, a German sports doctor and athletic trainer, said that. He knew something about running and eating and the passage of time. If he had known about diet soda pop, he would have added an additional prohibitive clause. He did not, however, often speak in the third person when speaking of himself.
“Eugene, Oregon track” Photographer Unknown
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