I saw Calexico last night. What a fun band! The opening act, a band called Bahamas, was
also fantastic. Originally, I had
tickets to see Morrissey. But as the
week wore on and he seemed to be getting sicker and sicker in the pages of the
paper, all bets were off. The evening
was a total blast. I ran into friends of
all types – some I hadn’t seen in a while, one who’s moving to Oregon shortly,
a former trainer of mine, a musician acquaintance, etc… Anyway, if you haven’t seen or heard
Calexico, you should at least try them out on Spotify.
The week in running was less successful. The long run I had
planned for Saturday fizzled. I had a headache before the run even started,
and then felt an asthma attack coming on within the first mile. I slid right out the back of the pack and
slowed down to keep the wheezes at bay.
I managed to get in between 4-5 miles, but it was about half of what I had
planned. Today I waited until the
warmest part of the day and popped out to the trails again, this time in shorts
and a long sleeve shirt. I only wanted
to do 5-6 miles which turned out to be a good workout because the trails had
turned to mud. My shoes continuously
picked up a pound or two every hundred yards. Parts of the trail looked like the muddy old battlefieldf pics from WWI. I still managed to crank out 5 miles and enjoyed the heck out of the
run. I don’t like running in mud. But since there was nothing that could be done
about it, I thought I might as well try to enjoy it.
I got a bit of swimming in this week as well. I’ve really taken to hitting the pool
whenever it gets too cold outside. I’ll
run in frigid conditions sometimes, but if there is an option like the pool, I’ll opt
for it on a pretty regular basis. It is either a sign of aging, or good sense (I'm not sure which).
Finally: If you have Netflix and are looking for a good movie, check
out Nate and Margaret. It is one of the
best little movies I’ve seen in some time.
It follows the friendship of a kind of awkward gay college student and a
52 year old aspiring comedienne who lives in the apartment next door. It doesn’t sound promising, but it will
surprise you as you laugh and cry your way through it.
Until next time: Nonne descendite adulteri
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