I am half way there.
It all is a little silly seeing as there are people running this far and more in a week, hell a day in some cases; nevertheless, I am here and I feel slightly accomplished.
On the down side, my feet hurt and I am grumpy... I wanted to post something fantastic to mark my mid-point, but my cluttered brain will not allow me. I am listening to Bill Bryson's book, A Short History of Nearly Everything, while I run and I recommend it (if you like having panic attacks and want to feel inconsequential). I don't know what's worse - being lost in your own head during a run or being drug on some existentialist mind trip? I take that back - it's a great book. Even better the second time... especially when a smooth, British voice is reading it to you.
I like sugar.
- Jeffie
- My interests are as followed: the letter z, singularity, a ten foot putt, very little art, fresh figs, harmony, understanding, tulips, the tango, long runs, cut grass, the color teal, clouds, rust stains on concrete, a good wine, clouds, being slightly out of control, pulling out a splinter, cereal, small violent birds, the realization of exactly how fast time goes, the number 7, politricks, cows, short walks, good stories, using the word "sans", lying in the sun, etc...
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