Today, I shall be leaving work early to walk a premeasured (by me) 5.7 mile course. This is the first time I will be doing one of my longish walks based on distance rather than, say, walking around a mall until I have walked for 2h30m, so this will be an interesting test give a decent indication how quickly (i.e. slowly) I will be able to walk my 10-week-out marathon in. (In/out juxtaposition intentional, thank you kindly.) I will extrapolate today's time and give you my projected marathon hours and minutes tomorrow.
I want. Online mapping software that (a) allows you to plot the shortest path rather than the so-called quickest and (b) allows you to put in intermediate points between the start and finish and (c) rounds to the nearest tenth of a mile rather than to the nearest mile and (d) doesn't give wack directions like this. (Without knowing anything about the area I work in, please look at the right-hand map and tell me how you would get from the end of the path to the star without off-roading. Thank you.) I know websites that meet each of these criteria; I do not know any that meet them all.
Thing that makes me feel vaguely confident about completing my marathon. From Saturday, January 3rd through the Saturday one week later, inclusive, I walked between 27 and 30 miles.
The winner. All-Sport, as I am counting Kim's nomination as a vote. Tomorrow it will hopefully be written.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
