out here it's all cheatgrass
purple pitted sunset sweating
and swearing down the sidestreets
empty little alleyways
graveled arbors
out here it's amber and hellish
auspicious hours passing in reckless joy
wasting down the riverside and
flogged till each memory is gone
till there's nothing but eternities
out here there is a sadness, in these parts
feet torn to shreds and calves burning
shrinking trees flightless birds
the sky's magnitude and her devotions
outshouting all the rest
back to Wildwood the runner goes
if there are rabbits they are gone back into the underbrush
if there are squirrels, they have fled.
if there is faith it has ascended, hanging from the branches--
undercutting the air.
out here she's unaware beyond the next
step each footfall tracing an outline
shadowed by dusk ripped through
with grace
the rest being unimportant
Thursday, June 23, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
oh my, what a day!
Big news in Lunatic's world: I've been published again! Big news in The Runner's world: I came home with my running shoes already on and then we DIDN'T. GO. ANYWHERE. Also, her mama's new roomba (nicknamed Pepe, thank you Bro) is fraying her little nerves. Poor Runner.
Today marked the start of my challenge-within-my-challenge (think of it as a Lunatic's version of A Midsummer Night's Dream...you know, a play within a play?). This one was brought about by my crafty SIL, who is a new proponent of strength training. She promises I will be a stronger, faster runner who has more fun with it by the end of my month. I am skeptical but as she gives good advice (and because I'm a product of my genetics and canNOT resist a challenge), I've decided to rise to it. Why not? Worst that can happen is that it doesn't help at all. Best that can happen...well, who knows? I may as well put everything I've got into it. Added to that, due to my schedule, one day a week will be run AND strength train day. So that was today! Happy Tuesday! My legs are sore, my abs are jello, and I'm officially exhausted. Cross train SUCCESS.
Thursday the Runner and I will add another buddy to our jog, a buddy of mine from work who wants to get into it. I'm not sure if s/he gets that when I say slow I mean oh my god there are dying sloths who move faster than that slow, and that when I say that this is a slippery slope to hooked I mean didja see the methheads outside work today? addictive. I think s/he will do just fine though, and I'm excited to have a pace partner!! The Runner will take a few times adjusting, but hey, after she learned that if she runs across my path I will inevitably go down and take her with me (concrete hurts, y'all), we got right into a good rhythm; I have no doubt that she'll find a way to rise to the challenge of having two Lunatics to herd instead of just one. I mean, it'll be tough. But she'll get it done.
On the horizon for tomorrow: DODGEBALL!
The trash needs taking out and oh man do I need to go find my sweats, but there's just one more thing I want to note about today, and believe me I'm noting it purely for my own reminder. In the midst of my (short but hard) run, I did .32 of a mile at an 8 minute mile pace. I'm guessing that .32 isn't very far for most of you. But for me, tonight, it's farther than I ran at an 8 minute yesterday, and it's far enough for now.
Mileage for the day: 1.67
Total mileage: 5.03
Today marked the start of my challenge-within-my-challenge (think of it as a Lunatic's version of A Midsummer Night's Dream...you know, a play within a play?). This one was brought about by my crafty SIL, who is a new proponent of strength training. She promises I will be a stronger, faster runner who has more fun with it by the end of my month. I am skeptical but as she gives good advice (and because I'm a product of my genetics and canNOT resist a challenge), I've decided to rise to it. Why not? Worst that can happen is that it doesn't help at all. Best that can happen...well, who knows? I may as well put everything I've got into it. Added to that, due to my schedule, one day a week will be run AND strength train day. So that was today! Happy Tuesday! My legs are sore, my abs are jello, and I'm officially exhausted. Cross train SUCCESS.
Thursday the Runner and I will add another buddy to our jog, a buddy of mine from work who wants to get into it. I'm not sure if s/he gets that when I say slow I mean oh my god there are dying sloths who move faster than that slow, and that when I say that this is a slippery slope to hooked I mean didja see the methheads outside work today? addictive. I think s/he will do just fine though, and I'm excited to have a pace partner!! The Runner will take a few times adjusting, but hey, after she learned that if she runs across my path I will inevitably go down and take her with me (concrete hurts, y'all), we got right into a good rhythm; I have no doubt that she'll find a way to rise to the challenge of having two Lunatics to herd instead of just one. I mean, it'll be tough. But she'll get it done.
On the horizon for tomorrow: DODGEBALL!
The trash needs taking out and oh man do I need to go find my sweats, but there's just one more thing I want to note about today, and believe me I'm noting it purely for my own reminder. In the midst of my (short but hard) run, I did .32 of a mile at an 8 minute mile pace. I'm guessing that .32 isn't very far for most of you. But for me, tonight, it's farther than I ran at an 8 minute yesterday, and it's far enough for now.
Mileage for the day: 1.67
Total mileage: 5.03
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