Instead of our normal route, we ran up to the boulders and back down. A fun change of trail!
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I’m going to try to do 100 consecutive days of getting in a good training session- something. anything. With a public post to keep me honest and on track. (This is the 2017 version of this challenge.)

Instead of our normal route, we ran up to the boulders and back down. A fun change of trail!
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then spent the evening washing windows and playing at the… oh wait, that’s not public yet.
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There are only so many hours in the day, right? If I didn’t constantly plan, I’d never get anywhere. Did a million things today, work on the computer, reading, daily stretching and sitting (hip ROM work as I do various things while sitting on the floor), and as the afternoon fades… yardwork must be done. Maybe some pushups later. Maybe.
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Strange, there were two people here with string-paddles playing some strange game involving very little movement; and they only used their feet to move– they seemed very odd to me. So I went over on the side I don’t normally use, but I couldn’t stop staring at them.
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push push push pant pant push push push 16,802 days young, still mowing
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It’s way to dark to run run run run run run :P
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Walked 4 miles. Forgot to take a picture. Here, have a totally non sequitor photo of me shoveling snow.
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rock. trees. sun.
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I was recently listening to a podcast with Jerzy Gregorek where he was talking about our internal ‘voices’. (the Fatalist, the Master, et al) He was describing how weight lifting had awaked his internal Master… it clicked for me this morning as I went out the door. “fitness” versus “training”. Solitude. Hard work well done. My internal Master — the master of me, not a master of others — has slowly awakened these past few years and knew what I should do this morning. 20 min trail run up here, work on this one route until my hands have had enough.
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Here, take a shot of me, like, mid-laché… well, that went well.
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