Day 312 of the campaign.
iThink: Hugo Friedhofer, Main Title to The Best Years of Our Lives
WX at 1730: 41 (5) DP 23 (-5) BP 30.06 (1018) S 10 RH 48
Odometer 3: 280.7mi
Z1.
Average/max heart rate = 149/160
This is perimeter run 61.
I hadn't realized it'd been five days since I hit the road. The days here in the combat zone tend to blend in when there's a lot of intensive planning work going on. I also realized that after about ten months, I'm not sure how much a day or two seems to make a difference.
I also realized that I hate x-moose. I fucking hate it with a passion. I associate it with bad things happening to people I know, so my memories of x-moose are rarely fond ones. I don't hang x-moose decorations, I've largely stopped sending cards, and it's no accident that my favorite x-moose song is "Fuck Christmas" by FEAR. A member of my office has a battery-powered chicken that plays the Chicken Dance. He turns it on and I think of putting a controlled pair (two rounds) into the lethal zone (head, chest, or gut) on the chicken. But that's just me.
So, it was not entirely illogical that the iThink, as nonrhythmic as it may seem, that the one mantra that stuck in my head was Hugo Friedhofer's opening credits music to The Best Years of Our Lives, a fictional film about the reintegration of three combat veterans back to their families after years of combat.
In a few months, that'll be me. Maybe.
In the meantime, I'm just burning lard on slow runs like this, where I have enough presence of mind to carry on a conversation at casual pace. Sometimes I need runs like this too.
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
1.00 09:01 09:01 09:01 09:01 1.00
1.00 18:13 09:12 09:12 09:07 2.00
1.00 27:29 09:16 09:16 09:10 3.00
1.00 36:48 09:19 09:19 09:12 4.00
1.00 46:30 09:42 09:42 09:18 5.00
1.00 56:03 09:33 09:33 09:20 6.00
1.00 65:58 09:55 09:55 09:25 7.00
0.78 73:22 07:24 09:29 09:26 7.78
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