… screw you … for the 3rd time btw!!
Wow, I amazed myself. Lord knows I needed a great day, my endurance and pace have been suffering lately. And my 4K is tough for me to improve upon, since my old time was fast, but I bettered it by 5 seconds. AND THEN, fifteen minutes later … I surprised myself lowering my mile to 6:31 (an 8 second improvement). I still can’t believe I had enough left in the tank after those grueling, energy sapping four kilometers?! Oh, and am also surprised since it’s very humid (feels like 30°), and the air feels so thick, making breathing difficult. Like I said, wow … chuffed again!
5 seconds separates all 4 splits
my six & a half minute mile
post record runs & showered … bonus pic, lol
Queued to the gills, up the wazoo today … being somewhere I didn’t want to be. You know when people say the line was a mile long? It was! And since I was already wasting time (wasting MY time) … I had nothin’ better to do than surreptitiously snap these few pics of purse carrying man! I even waited till the line snaked back around before I sprung into action, getting a better shot. C’mon, man bags typically have shoulder straps, and if they don’t, they’re bigger … AND slimmer. THAT’S a fucking purse, LOL …
… the best beer, and the best wings! Creemore & Duff’s … ain’t nothing better. A few pics from today. Oh, I ordered the Superhot!
you feel you don’t belong
and you don’t know why
if you think that everything’s unfair
would you care if you’re the last one standing there
and every time you hear the rolling thunder
you turn around before the lightning strikes
and does it ever make you stop and wonder
if all your good times pass you by
I don’t hold no mystery
but I can show you how to turn the key
all I know is where I started
and that’s not where you want to be
when the day is done
and the world is sleeping
and the moon is on its way to shine
all your friends are gone
you thought were so worth keeping
you feel you don’t belong
neither do I
… we don’t even buys egg anymore – egg whites only. Same for milk (dairy) – almond, or coconut (unsweetened) only. WOW, talk about a change in lifestyle. Honestly, can’t remember everything that ended up in my gorgeous frittata – lots of fresh veggies … I see organic vine ripened cherry tomatoes (sliced in half) on top – along with a heaping helping of fresh garden herbs. I know I used leftover meat, Tiff K’s sublimely spiced minced turkey concoction we had for our nacho dinner the day before. Cheese too … I think a few slices of Jarlsberg I had on hand … maybe a few remaining slices of turkey breast too. Nothin’ gets wasted here folks! As y’all know, I’m the king of usin’ ‘n utilizin’ leftovers, the king of changin’ it up … creating new meals! Completely, new and different dinners with what’s on hand! Anyways, enough talking – a few pics. Enjoy!
hot outta the oven
outta the frying pan, onto the cutting board
my frittata wedge w/ toasted marble rye
Arrogant Americans! OK, I posted/pleaded/even asked politely in a previous post. Maybe I’m reading WAY too many running blogs lately, lol. But, leave it to the US bloggers to bugger up how they did in a 5K, a 10K with their conversions to miles. WHY WHY WHY???
… it’s completely unnecessary … please, don’t do that. I love what you have to say, then you spoil/ruin it … forcing me to stop reading and moving on to other blogs. Just a smartrunningman offering an observation! 💡
I told you ’bout living in the U.S. of A.
Don’t you know that I’m a gangster of love
Let me tell you people that I found a new way
And I’m tired of all this talk about love
And the same old story with a new set of words
About the good and the bad and the poor
And the times keep on changin’
So I’m keepin’ on top
Of every fat cat who walks through my door
I was born on this rock
And I’ve been travelin’ through space
Since the moment I first realized
What all you fast talkin’ cats would do if you could
You know, I’m ready for the final surprise
There ain’t no way around it
Ain’t nothing to say
That’s gonna satisfy my soul deep inside
All the prayers and surveyors
Keep the whole place uptight
While it keeps on gettin’ darker outside
I keep my eyes on the prize, on the long fallen skies
And I don’t let my friends get hurt
All you back room schemers, small trip dreamers
Better find something new to say
Cause you’re the same old story
It’s the same old crime
And you got some heavy dues to pay
… wildman of Borneo runner pics, lol!! Y’all should see my scruffy mug, lol! Snapped today, August 25th … a beautiful sunny Sunday morning.
I just don’t quit – and you have no idea need what my day/night yesterday entailed … and I ain’t sayin’, lol. But, here I am, the morning after … up and at ’em hitting the pavement, killing the 4K again. I think I need one of those Run like a Kenyan t-shirts …’cept I need one that says, Run like a Kenyan, Drink like a German … ‘specially after my Saturday (once again, ain’t sayin’, lol)! Hey, I really enjoy running, and I LOVE my beer … no apologies, no explanation!
Hmmm? Wonder if I can danistrulytheman trademark that slogan? Well, maybe half, lol!!
My 4K run was only 13 seconds off my PR. My splits were consistent – strong and steady. And, I wasn’t done yet … I also duplicated yesterday’s mile run to the second. Well, it was, until RunKeeper decided to tack on an extra second while making its final adjustment. Oh well, lol!
This PR won’t last long
Do any of ya EVEN remember Sebastian Coe? Steve Ovett? Anyone? No? Ok, I digress. Looking at all my running accomplishments, all achieved in such a short period of time, I noticed I never attempted shorter distances. It got me thinking … I should try for a respectable 1500 meter/mile time. Today was officially my first full run ‘n gun at the mile distance. Funny, before I even challenged myself, I was envisioning a 6 minute mile. In retrospect … WHAT WAS I THINKING, lol?! I fool myself ’cause I feel like the proverbial invincible teenager, but I still have to keep reminding myself; not only am I a 50 year old dude, but I’m a 50 year old dude who just became a runner 3 1/2 months ago, lol!!
All things considered, 6:39 ain’t shabby … I’ll take it. AND, I know I’ll be able to whittle it down (realistically) to 6:25 … 6:20 on a good day, and hopefully soon. Stay tuned!
Another milestone notch on my blogging belt …
London calling, and I don’t wanna shout
But while we were talking, I saw you nodding out
… yeah, I snagged these sunglasses for a steal of a deal at a warehouse sale. Sweet!
… and, as far as the lack of razor blades skating smoothly all over my salt ‘n pepper whiskered mug – what can I say? My plate’s been overflowing lately – y’all don’t know the half of it! Hey, it makes me look sophisticated and distinguished. Don’t ya think?
… whoaaa, damn motherfucker?! Get yourself a haircut! And quick too, lol!
… for about a week now. didn’t help i overextended myself with my
stupidity stubbornness trying for a new distance record. i swear, not only did i pull my hammie (same one), i fucked up my achilles (i think it’s my achilles? it’s around the back/outside of my ankle … and with my daily running – it ain’t gettin’ any better). i really needed this today! a sub 18 minute 4k (24 seconds shy of a pr) … and quickening my pace with each successive split!
quickening splits. sweet!