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    Short speedwork run.

    I’m not so much into structured intervals or fartleking, but I ran intervals today, with a “base” pace of 12:00 min/mile. I ran two 10:54 min/mile intervals (five minutes) and two 10:00 min/mile intervals (three minutes). I made a point to watch myself in the mirror today. I figure the more I stare at my legs, the more I will grow to like them. Welcome to Lissa Leg Lovin’ 101. We meet four times a week, for about an hour at a time.

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    Invitations, anyone?

    I seem to have acquired some GMail invites. Does anyone or their grandmothers not have one of these damn accounts? I have four five remaining. Drop me an IM or e-mail, and I’ll send you one. No contests, no hoops.

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    Friendly Talk

    But after all, the very best thing in good talk, and the thing that helps it most, is friendship. How it dissolves the barriers that divides us and loosens all constraint and diffuse itself like some fine old cordial through all the veins of life — this feeling that we understand and trust each other and wish each other heartily well! Everything into which it really comes is good. It transforms letter-writing from a task into a pleasure. It makes music a thousand times more sweet. The people who play and sing not at us, but to us — how delightful it is so listen to them! Yes, there is…

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    Good comeback

    After a two day hiatus (although one was spent touring UNC), I picked up today with a nice, easy 50-minute run at a 12:14 pace on the treadmill. I almost didn’t go, because of a variety of personal issues going on, but ultimately I decided I wanted the release. And I’m glad I went. I am, however, anxious to get back on campus and in a real gym. I am planning on cutting back running somewhat (maybe four days a week, and hour each time) because of the persistant fatigue, and doing some crosstraining (elliptical + rowing machine) on the other days of the week. And I’d like to go…

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    The obligatory post on my 24-hour summer vacation

    So I managed to get out of the house, into Chapel Thrill, and onto the campus of UNC without much trouble. I even let Michael just about break his back picking me up and twirling me around in a hug. We spent Sunday evening in a large group that included the usual and expected crew of Michael, Jenny, Hannah, Will-yum, and myself, as well as Bert (who’d I met the last time I visited and who seems to be a very cool and laid-back guy, although I had fun watching him be snappish at one point), Jenny’s roommate, Shun (sp?) (another who I’d met earlier in the summer), an interestingly…