Today's song:Take the Long Way Home, Supertramp. Had tickets to see them at Tampa Stadium in high school. Bastids cancelled the first show, I was in the hospital for the second show getting that dreaded surgery on the big toe (technically, the right great toe.) Geez, mom and I trusted everybody back then, we never but two and ten thousand together and realized this cat was putting his kid through Haavaad. "You know with that lump on your toe, you may not be able to walk later in life." And the lump was back in a couple of years, and I'm running 100 miles and his kid made it through Haavaad.
Why, Take the Long Way Home? Well, that's what I did last night coming home from the first day at track practice. I was tired, I wanted to go home have me a brewski and hit the hay now! But as I was driving home, I was thinking, is my 2-mile loop really two miles? I mean I've been telling Harley that he's been running 2 miles, and I'm decent with the guesses (yeah I know, walk-run-jog and mapmyrun and USATF all have sites that will measure the distance for you) but I figured I owed it to Harley to know. Turns out that yep, it's just a tick (like .05 miles) over 2 miles. That made me feel good. Oh, don't worry, I then went home, had a calzone and a glass of Merlot (I know, what a wuss) and was in bed by 8 PM (and an old wuss!)
Take the long way Home, Part II. This morning, since I'd been asleep since 8 PM, I popped up at 3:45 and thought, hey, a run. Harley and I went for 1 mile, he didn't like the wind, then I went back out for 5 more. On my loop, I realized that I had inadvertently turned early so I merely turned around, went back to my mistake, and threw in some extra mileage. Hey, I'm not the New England unPatriots, there are no short cuts to Grand Slam Success. If I don't put in the miles, or really that plus some, I will fail. Only one "Logical Song:"