Aragorn

Did you guys see the sky tonight?
It was so pirate outside.
There was the moon and some foggy clouds.
No skeletons, though. That would've been real.

I went on one of my nightly strolls around the neighborhood.
I like to play this game called Tar, Toad, or Turd.
It's when I'm walking on the road in the dark, and I see some blob ahead of me.
If it jumps out of my way, it's a toad. If I get nearer, and it seems to have sunk into the pavement a little, then it's a turd. We have a lot of geese around. They poop a lot. And if it's neither of the two, then it's tar, gravel, or a rock.
Fun times.

Speaking of poo though, I was mowing the lawn yesterday, and my manual lawn mower got stuck in a pile of dog poop.
This is mysterious on multiple levels.
First off, I don't have a dog. And if I did, I wouldn't let it poop in my front yard.
Secondly, it was right on the dividing line between my neighbor's yard and mine. They have two dogs, but I doubt that they would let them poop there or in my yard. In fact, the poop has been there a week and we have both mowed around it, neither of us claiming it.
Thirdly, when the poop got stuck, it didn't gum up the blades or anything. It was like trying to mow through a pile of rocks. Like a combination of tar and turd.

So, you see, this is a very mysterious situation. So mysterious that books should be written about it.
Nancy Drew and the Case of the Mysterious Dog Poop
Hardy Boys and the Terrestrial Turds
Or would they be extra-terrestrial? Maybe that explains where it came from.
SPACE POOP.

I apologize. I have talked about poop way too much in two consecutive posts. I will try my hardest not to turn this into a crappy blog. But I won't try so hard as to not get hemorrhoids.

Ok. That was the last one. I promise.

Anyway, I decided to go on a walk tonight instead of a run. I've been gearing up for my 10k training, which I've already kind of started. I'm back up to running 1.5-2 miles a night. I even got this spiffy little app to track it all, and it turns out that my "Two mile" loop is actually 2.1 miles, and 2.25 if I go all the way home (which I do).

My pace is a little better than what I thought it'd be, and there's still plenty of room for improvement. I have surprised myself by getting back into shape quickly and being able to power through the heat. Running in 77 degree weather is like running in 97 degree weather. If I could just find a way to keep my earbuds from falling out of my sweaty ears, it'd be greeeeeeeeeeeeeat.

Tonight I decided to just walk. That's what happens after a three course Mexican meal, where the courses are taco, taco and taco. I like to get out just to stay in the habit of getting out. Gotta keep these 24 year old bones and joints still working.

Can you believe that? 24 years old? I'm almost an antique.

I still feel like I sit too much during the day.
Bible Study - on chaise in the living room
Commute - car seat
Work - chair
Lunch - bench
Dinner - couch

I'm even sitting right now, but I'm on the floor, so I'm building character. I feel like I'm always building character. Like last night, I was mowing the lawn (this was after I got the dog poop out of the blades), and sometimes you have to man-handle the yard. It gets really thick in some parts, so you have to pretty much run through the patch of grass so that the blades will cut it.

Keep in mind, I have it on the lowest setting, so I could make it easier on myself. I decided to be an overachiever so that the yard looks extra-decent!

So I'm out there, sweating my eyeballs off (this was before my two mile run) thinking Why don't I just PAY someone to do this!?!? 
And then I thought that I'm saving myself that money. $20 a week. That's like twice my normal pay.
Plus, exercise benefits. SWEATY DIVIDENDS.
Character building. I have so much character now it's not even funny.
And then I decided that lawn service is another luxury that I shall save up and pay for when I don't have to work for money anymore.

Sometimes you get up and bake a cake or something,
TWS

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