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    Sailing away.

    Three miles today in 34:49, which is an 11:36 mile on average. First mile was in 12:21. I walked 0.25 mi. in the middle to test whether I could pick up after doing a mile and half and do it again. And I did. Rather than doing four miles tomorrow, I’m going to do exactly this routine for Wednesday and Thursday to give my body time to adjust, even though I feel I could go longer/harder. The splints are developing, as well, and I need to find some good stretches to work that out.

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    Training plan. If one is generously applying that label.

    I’m entertaining the idea of formalizing a training plan for the next couple of weeks. While I have no problem running the exact same distance/route every day, I’m fully aware the body’s tendencies to adapt and reduce the usefulness of a workout when it’s monotonous. Current Idea:Monday: 2.5 miTuesday: 3 miWednesday: 4 miThursday: 3 miFriday: 2.5 mi (because I know I am le tired at 05:30 on a Friday)

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    Duo-who? And there goes my weekend

    So Jenn, the silly woman who doesn’t understand the depth of my music addiction, gets wind that I like music with a Middle Eastern flare. So she says, “Well, I’ve got a CD you’d like,” and goes on to tell me the band is French/Turkish and plays an interesting instrument I’ve never heard of [by name] in my life. And then she slips me the CD, and my weekend is gone. The band is Duoud. Here is the first minute (which ends rather abruptly–I couldn’t set the duration of the fade out in Audacity, so I didn’t use one) of the seventh ninth track off their CD Wild Serenade, “Berlin…

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    One, two, skip a few, 99, 100…

    This morning’s run was awesome. First mile down in 10:50, which is entirely too fast for my liking. I want 12:00 min/mi until I can run for 45 minutes non-stop. In the middle of my 0.50 mi recovery walk (weak stomach and asthma flare-up, another sign of too fast a pace), my music player died. When I picked up again for the second interval, I was able to go slowly enough that the limiting factor was upper body posture, rather than lungs or stomach. And when I stopped after a mile to cool down, I wasn’t even tired. I’m confident that I could have gone on for another half mile.…

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    Word du jour

    Sulfamethoxazole. Pronounced “sulfa-methox-sizzle”. For rizzle. Say that shit three times fast. It’s a sulfa drug that’s beginning to live in water at low concentrations, and we’re testing its degradation in a TiO2 or TiON suspension. It’s also damned insoluble in water, and I’ve gone through three volumetrics to get a stock solution containing only 0.1000 grams of this stuff.