6.15mi, 62:41, 12 JUN 10, Richmond, Virginia

iThink:
Dos Gringos, "Going In For Guns"
82d Airborne Division, "The All-American Soldier"
Oasis, "Wonderwall"

WX at 1300: 90.0 (32.2) DP 68.0 (20.0) BP 30.08 (1018) SSW 8 RH 48

Odometer 2: 147.2mi

Z3/Z4.
Average/max heart rate = 159/171

Today was a late, late start. I realized that starting in the mid-day in June in Virginia I was going to run based off heart rate rather than pace. This was probably wise.

In my usual disdain for American television, I've recently started watching the BRITISH version of Life on Mars. It doesn't insult the viewer's intelligence the way that most American television incessantly does. The ending of the respective British and American series is an excellent case in point. I'd rather not watch a show that implies that viewers can't take the truth.

I realized that Life on Mars also provides a rather pointed allegory for my own life. I realize this particularly when I'm around my mother, who can't understand why I cultivate being such a fucking asshole from time to time. My mother is a sheep. I'd like to think I'm a sheepdog with some wolf-like tendencies. I am singularly unapologetic. I can't stand being around sheep for very long, though. They spark my incipient rage.

This is where I quote Thomas Paine: "If there must be trouble let it be in my day, that my child may have peace."

Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
1.00 09:44 09:44 09:44 09:44 1.00
1.00 19:41 09:57 09:57 09:50 2.00
1.00 29:32 09:51 09:51 09:51 3.00
1.00 39:40 10:08 10:08 09:55 4.00
1.00 50:40 11:00 11:00 10:08 5.00
1.00 01:18 10:38 10:38 10:13 6.00
0.15 02:41 01:23 09:13 10:12 6.15