Where did you go? Do you run anymore?

Bruce: Where did you go?
Tom: I have been off the map in India.
Bruce: Do you run anymore?
Tom: I ran two days in India before my calf became so tight that it was sore walking around. I will resume running in the New Year.

Where are you going

Bruce: Hey where are you going? What about the blog?
Tom: I am going to India right now, just finished exams. No running the past few days due to work and ridicuritus. I will update when I can

Walking into mirrors

Tom: I walked into a mirror today.
Bruce: Excuse me?
Tom: Yup walked right into a mirror mounted on the wall.
Bruce: On purpose?
Tom: No, I thought it was a hallway when really it was just the reflection of the hallway I had just walked down.
Bruce: Wow.
Tom: It actually works well as analogy for my running at the moment.
Bruce: Can we just stick to the you being an idiot analysis.
Tom: No think about it, I keep getting a bit excited that I see a long hallway in front of me that is going to lead somewhere exciting with my running. Then I get excited and walk right towards it. The more excited I am about the possibility of where this attempt at running will take me the faster I go and the more it hurts when it turns out to just be a mirror. I keep running because I think I see a hallway that goes somewhere and really the opportunity that I think I see is behind me. No matter how many times or how hard that I run at the mirror, the result will be a sore body and being back at where I started.
Bruce: Well maybe I have a solution to this problem.
Tom: What is that?
Bruce: Nah, I got nothing
Tom: Ran 23 minutes, my calf on my right side is so sore but have two exams in the next two days and flying to India two hours after the second exam so probably will not even bother for the next few days.

Nervous

Tom: I am a bit nervous about a big test that I have tomorrow.
Bruce: Why what is the worst that can happen?
Tom: I don't know, I do terrible and I am disgraced in front of friends and family.
Bruce: Yeah, failing terribly at something in a public forum, that would be really tough for you.
Tom: Yeah it would.... oh I just got it....shut up.... 24 minutes of running.

Corporations and 24 minutes of glory

Bruce: Why do you look pleased with yourself?
Tom: Corporation law is starting to make sense to me.
Bruce: Isn't this a running log?
Tom: Yeah, so what?
Bruce: Well shouldn't the mood on your blog be dependant on your running?
Tom: What the should mood be then?
Bruce: Well, how long did you run for today?
Tom: 24 minutes and felt a bit tight but enjoyed it nonetheless.
Bruce: Then the blog mood should be close to bi-polar with a hint of zoloft.

Snow and finals

Bruce: You are getting lazy updating this blog.
Tom: I am in the middle of a very hard finals run.
Bruce: So you do not have five minute to update this blog about taking a day off from running in preparation for the 2012 para-Olympics.
Tom: This para-Olympian ran 24 minutes through a snow storm today.
Bruce: Nice work, you may break 100 minutes for the week.
Tom: I could make the I am going at a mile a minute joke but I will save myself the humiliation.
Bruce: Your two remaining fans thank you.

45 minutes of running since my last post

Bruce: You went for a 45 minute run?
Tom: No
Bruce: So you ran yesterday?
Tom: Yes
Bruce: And today?
Tom: Yes
Bruce: So three day of running?
Tom: Yes
Bruce: So I guess this begs the age old question, if a washed-up runner manages to run 20 minutes for three days in a row and nobody hears about it, does anyone care?
Tom: Do you want me to answer that?
Bruce: No I know the answer, yes, one person cares, but it unfortunately it is me.... [Bruce leaves]
Tom: The answer was me. All of them were good runs and I am feeling a bit better. Always a treat to get a decent run in when you think you are buggered.