Daily Update

Just a typical Tuesday, I know, kind of boring. I'll make sure it doesn't happen to much more. ('typical days' that is, I can't really do anything about the actual day
'Tuesday').

The running experiment continued on Tuesday night. I was testing my limits while having eaten at In N Out, then ran on it. It was an interesting idea, but a bad one just the same. I also would stretch for a little longer than normal to compensate for that. By doing so I could run faster earlier in the run, but would tire just the same, and at the same rate. I would try to burn more energy quicker by doing this, with hopes of recovering midway thru and then being able to coast till the end. Man, that didn't work out. It felt like it was up hill all the way around. I didn't have any pain like I have in the past, I have conquered it. I was swift like a predatorial lion with long flowing manly mane; Eager to eat any other animal who got in his way. I almost had to too. It was a close call. Lots of Beef-cakes around on this day. I passed many individuals. I saw the vampire guy again and the nazi; They're up to something. I would push myself to the point of over exertion a few times, but then would pull back a bit, just so I could make it back to my car. I though it was necessary to burn the extra burger calories still left over from lunch. I made it around in 17:34. At the end I was feeling pretty good, and I rested up for a cool 6 min. then ran around again. fewer people that time. I had to spring by some wild dog who at first I thought was eating its owner, but then as I got closer It looked like some little kid. It was stirring up a lot of dust, thats why I disliked it. I didn't really hear myself say anything to the owner at the end of the leash cause my j-pod was so loud, but I remember trying to mumble something rude. Then seconds later I realized that I could yell something and not hear it, due to the headphones. So, she probably heard my rudeness. Its ok, I figure its that dog Caesar from just up the street who is disobedient. I hope he finished eating his owner and then ran away then resorted to a life of crime then gets caught and has to go to doggie prison, then is let out on bail by some Vietnamese dude ;) The second time around I made it in 38:42, or something like that.


A little later after running I took my car to the car wash. Over at the Shell station on Santa Monica blvd they have the most effortless car wash possible, you just drive through, park, wait, and drive away a little cleaner. Well, supposed to anyway. With my car, I drive into that place looking like an oil rig, and drove away looking like a clean oil rig that was still missing pieces. It wasn't looking like a million bucks, but maybe 50 bucks.

On the way home I tried calling a bunch of people about Dodger tickets. I needed to find out how many people still needed to go, how many Jessica had picked up, how many we had money for, and how many I could still get. all with in my 8 minute drive home. But that problem was solved when no one answered their phone. It was a worrisome delight, I guess, that comes with the calling. It was eventually worked out, and I got 25 more from the Australian lady in Santa Monica who eventually brought them to my place at 11:40. So were not set for dodger night, finally. (I think).

So it was pretty late at night, late enough to make me not want to leave to go to the store, but I was hungry, and my fridge was empty. a dangerous combination. It has been like that since Sunday. I should really try to remember to stop at the store.

In my evening travels I stopped by Greenfield to visit for a minute to see how they were doing. I originally thought that ryan and jeff were going to be there, but weren't. I hung out for a minute, but there was just to much estrogen and not enough Wii playing in the house, so I had to go before to long.

fighting the battle of my life late into the night.

Lunch was sponsored by Panda Express

I'm listening to Maroon 5 right now.