Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Life is Good

Nothing to be learned tonight.

I'm running low on "care".
How do you... I don't care.
Hey! There's homework due... I don't care. (a lie, my homework always gets finished)
School this, school that... Eh. Whatever.

I'm not sure if I'm swamped beyond belief and stressed, or if I see the light.
On the graph here, I'm either cresting the last peak, or I'm far below the x-axis.

With the FE looming, I'm not sure how anything is getting done. I feel like a zombie who's eaten too many brains and gained too much knowledge. Not a sponge. A zombie. (I don't care; also a lie but slightly true since it will be a huge load off when I finish it)

But! Hey! Life is good!
What makes a Nathan: I got myself a new fan dangled GPS watch thing with waaaaay too many features. It's amazing. I've been mapping my runs before I embark on them; I've blindly done one run so far. I like to know that where I'm going to be running is going to get me the necessary distance and not just run in circles until I hit the mileage.
As a sort of update on my running: I ran 7mi yesterday in under an hour for the second time ever. The run made me feel like I only have one speed since I didn't really slow down, despite going up a large hill.
Today I ran one of my fastest recorded mile times, in the middle of a run. Oh yeah.
Basically, my mileage is up and my pace is down. And my heart rate, according to the watch, is peaking at 102% of my maximum. Hmm... Something needs adjusted. They said it will "learn" me.

Also, its nice and warm here in the day. 45-55 may not sound warm, but 3 months ago it was near 100 degrees colder. Its so nice in fact, that I get back from running and lay on the back deck to cool off. I spent 2~3 hours outside today grilling and such and...
I wouldn't say that I'm sunburned completely, but I have pinkish skin, sensitive to the touch. On April 11th. Life... is so good.

*Update: In the last 5 days I've ran 27.4 miles in 4:08:34.  (Did I say how cool this watch is?)

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