Start with a well written first sentence and see where it goes.

That was my mantra when i would start a writing assignment in college. This is not some weird collection of college memories or thouoghts but just an attempt to write a new post.

i have so many experiences over the last few weeks.

Where to start? the end and go back.....

yesterday was perhaps the greatest 8 mile run of my life. 1:04:56.....nothing special about the time. It was an attempt at a negative split....the first 4 miles were 33 minutes, perfect.....the last 4.....31:56....with my last mile being the fastest.

Finally, the weather seems to have broken and i was able to enjoy a mild early spring feel in my step.

Prior to that... a miserable few weeks of dreaded treadmills....and perhaps the worst ever running experience in my short fun filled running life....

....After a terrible storm i had to fly one final time to St Louis for training. The flight sucked and the landning was even worse. Like the pilot missed the start of the landing strip and had to lock up the brakes extra hard to stop the plane. i've never felt like i was wearing a seatbelt for any real reason on a plane until it actually kept my from being catapulted into the back of the seat in front of me. anyway....

Due to the storm the next morning, i had 18 miles on tap, in the little workout facility in our hotel. i made it 12 before noticing that my socks were turning pink from the little bits of blood running down my sweaty legs. Given no body glide and the extremely humid conditions of a little hotel gym area, the fact that i chaffed my legs wasn't a surprise....

....but i like to try imagining the surprise on the face of the houskeeping person, and the thoughts through whoever happened upon the bloody towels i left in the used towel bin. The rest of the week in St Lou was spent indoors, in training...minus a small early evening run.

So the first half of marathon training has been rough. The next few weeks will get better and i admit to being pleasantly surprised with last nights run.

Movin on:

Huge thanks to the Fun Guv's ghost writing as i haven't really been able to get to the keyboard....the real bummer...i haven't been able to keep up with the other blog's i read...

this afternoon i learned....

Animal's a liberal, duh.....misguided a little, but with a great heart
GLRG....passed a big test and i haven't been able to congradulate her yet
Nitmos...uses footnotes, has inlaws who still drink blatz....a has a coworker who farts as much as i do ( at least my office is private, with walls and a door)

Anyway.....i'm still a liberal.....but i swear....if the Michigan Democratic party pulls a "mulligan" on the great primary fiasco....i'm going to plug my nose and willingly, protestingly, and with pencil held in my middle finger....

Vote for McCain

that's only if Michigan yells mulligan....and if i have to dodge sniper bullets on the way to the voting booth.

and if i get the opportunity to post again before the trial, maybe a post about Kwame (trial, scheduled to start in June.... i might just make it, in time)

thanks for reading, waiting, whatever