5.1mi, 43:46

Corrosion of Conformity, "What(?)"
Corrosion of Conformity, "Negative Outlook"
Eric Idle, "FCC Song" (lyrics attached, because it's just that kind of day)

Fuck you very much the FCC
Fuck you very much for fining me
Five thousand bucks a fuck
So I'm really out of luck
That's more than Heidi Fleiss was charging me

So fuck you very much the FCC
for proving that free speech just isn't free
Clear Channel's a dear channel
So Howard Stern must go
Attorney General Ashcroft doesn't like strong words and so
He's charging twice as much as all the drugs for Rush Limbaugh
So fuck you all so very much

So fuck you very much, Dear Mr. Bush
For heroically sitting on your tush
For Halliburton, Enron, all the companies who fail
Let's send them a clear signal and stick Martha straight in jail
She's an uppity rich bitch
And at least she isn't male
So fuck you all so very much

So fuck you dickhead Mr. Cheney too
Fuck you and fuck everything you do
Your pacemaker must be a fake
You haven't got a heart
As far as I'm concerned you're just a pasty-faced old fart
And as for Condoleeza she's an intellectual tart
So fuck you all so very much

So fuck you very much, the EPA
For giving all Alaska's oil away
It really is a bummer
When I can't fill my hummer
The ozone's a nogozone now that Arnold's here to say:
"The nuclear winter games are going to take place in LA"
So fuck you all so very much

So what the planet fails
Let's save the great white males
And fuck you all so very much

WX at 0600: 66 (19), DP 64 (18), BP 29.57 (1001), winds SE 10, light rain with thunder, RH 93%

Odometer 2: 322.5mi

Z3 low.
Resting heart rate before start = no reading today.

After a day of nothing but farting around/fucking off at my brother-in-law's house eating and being really unindustrious/sloblike, I thought today would be faster. In a word, no.

Today was fucking slow. I think that, and some Easter-related ire, might have sparked the recurrence of the FCC Song.

It was therapeutic, in a way, to run in warm, light rain, New Model Army nod (Here in the rain/You know you're alive/Running in the rain) aside.

It's also comforting that by leaving at 5:50am and getting back now, I spared myself having to run through what is now a hard torrential downpour. That's not running in the rain, that's just suck.

Splits
1.5 12:37 12:37 08:25
2.1 31:02 18:25 08:46
1.5 43:46 12:44 08:29 08:30