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12:11…. Rest. 13:59…. With the Speech people.  Day, passing quick.  The running theme with the Nurse’s daughters intensifies, one of them putting their name in the lottery for one of the bigger marathons.  I’ll look in a minute, but…. Running.  RUNNING.  The new story, renewed. Today’s five miles, gripping and encouraging.  Hoping for 6.3 tomorrow,…

Got out for a run!

FINALLY!! 3.32 I believe, 8:39 per.  Again, FINALLY. Project for me, and above anything else, seriously… run at least 5k, all days till Alter. Run tomorrow will be just after I get here, 8am for a meeting with one of the Dev Trainers. Realized on run a new approach for #coffeezenlove, and adopting many of…

5 miles written.

50 days till Alter…. 10 days into the 60 LAB. In office, what next.  Tonight in Sonoma County for a little concert thing in Windsor, then… back here in the morning, then back to Sonoma County.  Movement, movement, movement.  Love it.  What keeps the machine a machine, and ME a machine. I’m calm now, after…

And I did it.

WHY… because I fucking decided. I told myself it was a requirement.  Something you do daily.  RUN. Like brushing teeth or getting dressed.  Or fucking waking up. Five miles in 80+ heat, averages was around 9 per, I think.  Happy I got out, yes, but now I need to be of the conviction that this…

13:12 Managed to write 6.3-ish miles.  Shower after and lunch for kids, now we count down till Henry’s T-ball entraînement.  Practice… Laughing to myself about earlier, when Nurse said something funny in the Oliver’s cafe and a guy overheard, then walking past us saying “Sounds like true love to me…”  We laughed, Nurse a little…

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12:38 Back from run. Dominant thoughts while on the 5+ mile route, scoring 8:13 per mile: 1. Do it for YOU. 2. The boring content is BEAMING, with more content and Stories, and education that can be applied ANYWHERE, anyhow, any way, for any intention. 3. What running is, and why… why do it. ;;;;;;;;…

Inward MuZen – Post Three

Didn’t want to run, but I did.   And I reach five, my per-day quota for the week.  But no, I passed SIX.   6.3, actually.  I almost didn’t go out.  I put on running uniform, but then nearly just as soon returned it to bag and stayed put, at desk. NO.  No, that is…