Finally cut my hair. It’s been months since last time … and after my 1 hour and 20 minute appt. w/ my hairdresser, felt it was worthy of a selfie. Who/what’s prettier, my haircut or that red rose, lol?! 😛
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my “I’m still sick as a dog run” run!
My first run in over a week! Eight days exactly … last run was Sept. 28th … I never miss more than one day (ok, maybe missed two consecutive days once or twice, but that’s it), so to be outta running commission so long tells ya how I felt. I’m still on antibiotics, and I have to go back next week for my “medical procedure” (is all I’m gonna say ’bout that), and I’ve been feeling so dragged down, so faint, so tired – now, I’m not sure if it’s the infection, or all these meds making me weak? I didn’t know what to expect today, and when I started running, after only 100m my legs felt like rubber, but I persisted. Imagine my surprise, hearing my 5:00 minute audio cue, and I was further along my route than 99% of my previous first calls! And my 2K time was my 3rd fastest ever! Don’t misunderstand, I was still weak … truth be told, I was reaching into my pocket, fumbling with my phone, and inadvertently hit stop on RunKeeper – I was planning on at least reaching the 3K mark before I stopped, so I was a bit premature, lol. Good enough!
I stood there, admiring my accomplishment (I’m still in awe, when taking everything into consideration. Plus it was very humid – my glasses were fogged up, lol). I then turned around, and jogged home – comfortably, but at a steady. A nice to be back 5K run … and it was plenty … oh, and on top of everything – I had a bird in the oven … a practice Thanksgiving turkey, and I didn’t want to be out too long ‘ncase it needed tending to, lol!
quick run
negative splits
“we’re going to hit it hard” – Dr. Harry
… the infection, the bacteria … I’m hopped-up on some serious hard core shit! Which now means, I have even more unpleasant side-effects to deal with. And no, it’s not the discolouration of my urine and feces that I’m talking about, it’s the strict adherence to ten straight days of not allowing any beer entering my system that I find most worrisome and disconcerting. Very unpleasant, indeed!! 😥
My Mayor flew to Austin TX on a business/music trip!
… LOL! He just up and left – leaving us all alone … ya know what they say, “when the fat cat’s away … “! Has yer Mayor – the ruler of yer roost ever done that? Headed down to Austin for a few days on a so called business trip involving checking out local bar bands … leaving ya to fuck around, doing what pleases ya, lol?! That’s my Mayor!! 😆
TKO’D
Haven’t ran all month. SEE, I told ya it was bad, lol! In rough shape y’all … presently am taking two different antibiotics. Have another ℞ at the ready, for back-up! Taking Advil (only) for pain … I refuse to take painkillers – if I can help it/stand it! Codeine? Umm thanks, but no thanks! And, while I know I have more shitty days ahead … am finally happy/relieved my man Dr. Harry (long time no see btw – oh, and thanks for the eight bucks too, lol) is in my corner after today’s consult. Just watch, I’ll be back to my cheery, energetic … wonderful (?, lol) self in no time *fingers crossed*! 😆
… today’s 4:20 … and I NEVER 4:20 either btw … no painkillers remember – herbal included, lol …
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I’ve been hittin’ the dueces hard lately … and now five in a row … holy-frickin-mike-n-moly … gimme a break, ain’t no way it’s a coinkidink … it’s gotta mean somethin’! I’ll figure it out … and when I do, I’ll get back to ya …
Dan! Not Don!!!!!
God, I hate this fucking place!!
early morning sunshine tell me all I need to know
good old Sunday morning, bells are ringing everywhere
you’re my blue sky, you’re my sunny day
Lord, you know it makes me high when you turn your love my way
turn your love my way, yeah
my sunday funday!
manly men eats … and, i ain’t joking! huge hunks of meat, chunks of fresh bread, that’s it. it’s fill yer plate, and feed yer face … miss manners would shit her britches! oh, and lots of booze. and, although i wasn’t allowed to leave hungry – my friend armtwistedinsisted i stay for eats, i was somehow (surprisingly) able to deflect countless gratis offers of all kinds of drinks from the guys … even brandy, yep, def manly manly, lol!
And give me something to believe in if there’s a Lord above
I tried all night not to break down and cry as the tears rolled down my face
I felt so cold and empty like a lost soul out of place
And the mirror mirror on the wall sees my smile it fades again
Sometimes I wish to God I didn’t know now the things I didn’t know then
… and give me something to believe in
Screwed by the Hammer!!
Long Story! Here’s the short version: Trying to lend a helping hand to my friend, did him a solid today. Went to Hamilton on his business behalf! And while still early in the day, was done. Sweet! Hold yer Hamilton horses! Imagine my surprise when taking Barton E. exiting onto Red Hill Valley Pkwy expecting to take the ramp happily back home to my safe and sound Toronto, only to see it closed?! Bear in mind, at this point, traffic was at a dead-stop standstill. Looks like QEW Niagara here I come. Wait, luckily the Centennial Pkwy off-ramp that merges w/ RHVP Niagara bound was closed to traffic under the OPP‘s directive! We (anybody who didn’t want to keep driving to Niagara – I mean continuing being stuck in traffic) were permitted to swing our vehicles around, and drive up the exiting ramp in the WRONG direction. Anywhere you looked, all roads in sight weren’t moving! EVERYTHING, was a fucking mess (sorry; correction, this is Hamilton we’re talking about … MORE of a fucking mess, lol). Eventually, I got back onto Barton, and drove all the way through that shit part of the city, till I got my ass onto the 403 Toronto! For that unforgiving hour and a half, I was a held-against-my-will-hostage-Hamiltonian!
and everything I can remember is fucked up as it all may seem
the consequences that were rendered
and it’s been awhile
since I’ve seen the way
the candles light your face
and it’s been awhile
but I can still remember
just the way you taste
“you reduced” – Iqbal
… LOL!! First words of his mouth when he saw me, after being away for the past year. Bal’s back in Canada now, but was in Dubai – he’s from that part of the world. It made me laugh, his choice of words. Yes, I lost weight, slimmed down, am looking good, am healthier. Thanks for noticing!
I heard a little girl and what she said was something beautiful
to give your love no matter what
is what she said
I love all of you
hurt by the cold
so hard and lonely too
when you don’t know yourself
my friends are so distressed
and standing on the brink of emptiness
no words I know of to express
this emptiness
and I only would do for you what you do for me
find a way a way to be
you’re looking down again just let it be
wasting time like it was free
will you ever find where you’ll be
Goat’s Head Soup?!
… sorry Stones, lol! Shoulda read Goat’s Leg Spaghetti … but who the hell’s ever heard of that shit, lol?! Made this a few days ago, I bought goat shanks (front leg) from my fave Indian meat purveyors … and treated it/made it osso buco style! Was awesome, so tender and surprisingly, mild tasting … did I just invent something?! Mangia mangia!
don’t you ever go away, it will be always this way
hear me calling out your name, I feel no shame
I’ll never go, gonna wait and see, can’t be wrong
don’t you know this is where you belong
stay right here, never fear
sweet love, so sweet, so sweet, so sweet
Helene! I love you!!
Another classic phone call where neither caller/callee wanted it to end (well, classic danistrulytheman phone call that is. I def have a knack for that). You did mention the time was approaching 1 hour … and no matter you speak French as a 1st language. I speak swearsies, lol! Thanks for a great phone-call, thanks for all your nine years on the job experience advice, and thanks for that $25 credit (pre-adjusted I might add – you didn’t have to do that, but I thank you)! Yep, gold’s def for girls as I adamantly & quickly responded when ya asked, but laughedMFAO (we both did – I could hear you, lol) when you said, “and, old men” …LOL!!
Friday Morning Fog Run Selfies!
… not only foggy, humid. Was welcomed as well … too many cold morning runs lately. Felt so good stepping out the front door, and not feeling a chill. Happy Friday y’all!
posing, lol …
I’m a 6:30 mile guy + steamrolled by car update!!
I started trying for 1mile times late August. Since then, I’ve attempted it a total of 8 times. It’s a tough run, pretty much giving everything your body can give, for those grueling 6+ minutes. Now, it’s almost to the point where I dread it, ’cause it completely drains/saps me … AND, because I haven’t seen much improvement. Only 17 seconds separates my fastest & slowest times, but with two 6:30s, and two 6:31s outta the eight, that seems to be my average, so for the time being, I consider myself a 6:30 miler. I know I’m capable of PRing it at 6:10 – 6:15. It’s just a matter of nailing it. One day, before it kills me, lol!
Today I noticed this big-ass bruise. Thing’s the size of a football. Never really felt any pain when the car hit me, my ankle certainly did though. Now, it really showing where I got smacked by the car’s hood. And it’s starting to hurt – as a bruise hurts.
… damn danistrulytheman, it don’t look good … OUCH!!
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