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Potbelly/Hooptie/Judas Priest

I got home at 10:00 p.m. last night and finished off the rib meat from Sunday with some helpings of deviled egg potato salad. Bad move for getting up at 0430 for a five mile run at 0500.

Too bloated, too sore, whatever…by the time I was halfway to the corner of Shangri-La and Great Mills Road, I was already set on chucking the planned run to NAS Pax River Gate 1 and back (5 miles, by my odometer) and just going on a short Willow to Shangri-La loop.

Once again…never run on an overfilled stomach.

Now my next three short runs over the next two weeks will be six milers. They will either be Willow Road Super Sixers (combining both Willow Road Loops) or the NAS 10K courses (Beach House or Buse/Tate/Shaw Out and Back). Driving back home in a foggy car after 0600 doesn’t sound so hot, so I may end up doing Super Sixers for the next three runs.

Speaking of the car…sometime in the last three days, something hit my windshield. When I got in my car to go to lunch, I peered at the right side of my windshield and saw a six-inch crack.

Last straw: broken. After the New year, I’m shopping for a new car.

Frankly the car is falling apart as I speak. The A/C is intermittent, so is the turn signal lever, the latch in the driver’s side door is broken, the fuel light is burnt out, and I think I’m either out of radiator fluid or the radiator is busted because my car is running hot as hell (pinging the H in the car temp gauge).

Video time!

Heard this on the radio last night:

Hey, why not? Judas Priest at the hump day!

My favorite Priest song…

Late weights

I really need to stop with waiting until after work to hit the weights; I was planning on driving straight to the gym from work, then I forgot my gym clothiers. I went home at 4:45 to go change, then got caught up in internet BS and didn’t hit the gym until 6:45.

After my Saturday workout, I’m going to reevaluate what weights I used on both cycles and start adjusting (mostly adding) my weights. My goal is to lose the weight, but I want to be a little more of a challenge that I’ve been getting. My focus is supposed to be on cardio, not burning my muscles out.

Speaking of which, that’s the main reason why I have to make my workouts in the morning…it’s better for me to get close to twenty-four hours of recovery time between weights and running than twelve (or less).

Tomorrow is Willow Road- Highway FIVE, not FOUR as I’ve been telling everybody these last two weeks. The full three miles ends with the incline back to my apartment inroad where I start and finish my Willow-Shangri-La two miler. Sunday is the Willow four miler (final turnaround: SMH-21).

Between all that is the Saturday trip to Mr. Tire to get my “forever brakes” repaired/replaced. Need to find that receipt before then.

 

Mini-rant one: I am sick to death of Michael Sam. Between Peter King (Sports Illustrated), Deadspin (obnoxious commenters and hypocritical writers) and Grantland (everybody trying to win a Pulitzer writing about this stuff) I just want to stop. Of course everybody’s going to accept gay rights: we’re so piss-poor as a society when it comes to keeping our business private, our kids are being taught the wrong things about sex,  we have no morals, common sense or shame…hey, why not celebrate two guys who like to sodomize each other?

Mini-rant two: I have no problem passing out some cash to beggars; however, when I see two arms full of tattoos and can smell alcohol on your breath from three feet away, I have to ask: exactly WHY don’t you have money for a bus?

TBT: The late, great Phil Lynott (bassist/lead vocalist for Thin Lizzy [Boys and Back in Town]…