Stupid me
Yesterday...
hmmm. I went to practice ran 2x1 mile @5:00-5:05 (5 minutes rest between each one) and then 6x200@34 seconds (1 minute rest between each one). I was slow on the first mile (5:07). Then coach said, "I want y'all to run 5 seconds faster on this next one." ---And I was wondering how I was going to do that when I was 2 seconds slow already. But I decided not to worry about it. Just run. So we're running the first lap of the second mile and York chuckles at me being out in the front...it didn't really make me very happy. I was just trying to get out fast so I wouldn't have to work my way out of a hole. First lap 72...crazy....much faster pace than 5:07. Anyway, I was running angry so it didn't matter. The end result was a 4:47....20 seconds faster than the previous mile...instead of the required 5. Those 200s were really hard after that.
So, after practice I went to the library to work on my research paper. Then I bummed around NCRH for awhile. Then I went to class. We got out early...like at 4:30....it was crazy. So bummed around NCRH some more...wrote a song...then went to tennis class. Sarah greeted me with "how you holding up?" and I greeted her with, "I don't want to talk about it." --So keeping that in mind. I won't. Stupid me. Tennis class got over. I saw her car. Called Andrew Hodges, bummed around NCRH some more...then went home. Bummed around the apartment till about 1 looking up chords to songs and stuff, and went to bed. I know...that day was really productive.
This morning...
I've run in the rain/fog. I was wishing I could just not be around anymore, or fade away into the fog...never to be seen again. I think it would be a grand adventure to just fade to nothing. I am a useless memory...useless memories fade.
hmmm. I went to practice ran 2x1 mile @5:00-5:05 (5 minutes rest between each one) and then 6x200@34 seconds (1 minute rest between each one). I was slow on the first mile (5:07). Then coach said, "I want y'all to run 5 seconds faster on this next one." ---And I was wondering how I was going to do that when I was 2 seconds slow already. But I decided not to worry about it. Just run. So we're running the first lap of the second mile and York chuckles at me being out in the front...it didn't really make me very happy. I was just trying to get out fast so I wouldn't have to work my way out of a hole. First lap 72...crazy....much faster pace than 5:07. Anyway, I was running angry so it didn't matter. The end result was a 4:47....20 seconds faster than the previous mile...instead of the required 5. Those 200s were really hard after that.
So, after practice I went to the library to work on my research paper. Then I bummed around NCRH for awhile. Then I went to class. We got out early...like at 4:30....it was crazy. So bummed around NCRH some more...wrote a song...then went to tennis class. Sarah greeted me with "how you holding up?" and I greeted her with, "I don't want to talk about it." --So keeping that in mind. I won't. Stupid me. Tennis class got over. I saw her car. Called Andrew Hodges, bummed around NCRH some more...then went home. Bummed around the apartment till about 1 looking up chords to songs and stuff, and went to bed. I know...that day was really productive.
This morning...
I've run in the rain/fog. I was wishing I could just not be around anymore, or fade away into the fog...never to be seen again. I think it would be a grand adventure to just fade to nothing. I am a useless memory...useless memories fade.
posted by Hew Tyler | 8:39 AM
1 Comments:
People suck sometimes. You're not a useless memory, you're my best friend. You will never fade away. Play your guitar, wallow around, whatever makes you feel better. I heart you.
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