NY Japan Day
My wife is packing
Slowly, sweatily... sexy.
Just like how she runs.
My wife is packing
Slowly, sweatily... sexy.
Just like how she runs.
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10:25 AM
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My bird's like a car.
Both leak while in motion.
Me too-- when I run.
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3:57 PM
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My mind won't be still.
I run straight, it goes crooked.
Must stay on the path.
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8:34 AM
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So, who's in charge here?
My brain, or my sick stomach?
My heart starts laughing.
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7:40 AM
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Late wedding last night.
But I rose, ran six miles...
Unless I'm dreaming.
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10:09 AM
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The first six-- perfect.
Then it's Harlem Hill again.
It's always something...
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11:05 AM
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Why's my heart rate high?
Summer, so could be the heat
Or the half-clothed girls.
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12:13 PM
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Stop trying so hard
Keep the arms relaxed, head high.
The haiku will come.
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7:30 AM
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Woke up, spilled my tea,
Recalled that intervals hurt.
Today has begun.
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7:18 AM
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Mind follows body.
They fly into space, high, sigh
Never high enough.
6 miles
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7:30 AM
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Pain for the first two.
Then my legs stop their crying
And accept their fate.
5 mile recovery
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7:25 AM
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Up by the river.
Head happy, knees not so much
Why'd they use cement?
6 mile recovery
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11:57 AM
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So many people
Running with me not against.
So unlike my life.
NYRR Healthy Kidney 10K
Pre race warm up
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11:20 AM
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Dark foreboding sky.
But I turn up the volume.
Thank you Bob and Lou
3 mile recovery
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7:15 AM
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I turn and face north.
Switch the autopilot on.
Legs gladly take charge.
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7:18 AM
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Upstairs, loud music
Plays all night. Sometimes it's hard
to love thy neighbor.
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7:41 AM
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Twas not a good run.
Two miles fast, four slow, I'm...
More tortoise than hare.
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7:36 AM
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I fall out of bed.
Grab my socks, some tea, my shoes--
Eyes must stay open
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7:46 AM
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Woke up quite early.
Ran my fastest 4 miles.
I feel young,less bald.
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9:38 AM
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