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First off, I saw a new commercial on the Discovery Channel. About how the world is just awesome. Indeed! It makes me happy inside. I love the whole world, and all its sights and sounds... and all its craziness... I love the whole world, it's such a brilliant place... Impossibly idealistic? Yes. Yes it is. Sweet despite - or perhaps because of - that? Uh-huh.
I wonder if this is a real song?
So anyway, on Wednesday I ran a mile for independent fitness. Clocked in at nine minutes thirty seven seconds. Huh. Well, that's not bad. I still felt like I was going to die, though. Breathing. Breathing is the worst thing, and my lungs ache for hours afterwards.
I run a mile three times a week on a treadmill, but that's at a slower pace, and my main complaint there is my ankles. I wasn't last - I was well before the fat guy - and I made a better time than the last time I tried it - nine minutes fifty eight seconds. Still slow, though. Still scoring low on the VO2 Max chart. Sigh.
I wonder if this is a real song?
So anyway, on Wednesday I ran a mile for independent fitness. Clocked in at nine minutes thirty seven seconds. Huh. Well, that's not bad. I still felt like I was going to die, though. Breathing. Breathing is the worst thing, and my lungs ache for hours afterwards.
I run a mile three times a week on a treadmill, but that's at a slower pace, and my main complaint there is my ankles. I wasn't last - I was well before the fat guy - and I made a better time than the last time I tried it - nine minutes fifty eight seconds. Still slow, though. Still scoring low on the VO2 Max chart. Sigh.
