100BM Day 57. Mmm, beanz.

I took a multi-week from running, as is my (idiotic) way every time I have race looming. First I got a splinter in the bottom of my foot that got a bit infected, then I went on vacation, then I just stopped moving at all (aside from biking to/from work).

I am supposed to be running a 10K in less than a month.

In a foreign country where I don’t want to embarrass myself because every single person there is cooler than I am.


I forced myself to do a short run on Friday (like, 3K) and long run today.

Today’s adventure was full of walking breaks, which is fine, all things considered, and, fuck yeah, it was 10.5K. Sure, my 10K time was about 10 minutes off my PB and I ended up with a face full of gnats every few minutes (running along the river at dusk is pretty perilous), but I did it.

Huzzah, hooray, and I get to do it again next Sunday.

Now for a shower and possibly some quality time eating peanut butter straight from the jar because I feel like I’ve hitched a ride on a Vogon ship.

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Aw jeez.

100BM Day 56

‘Oh! And the father-daughter dynamic is really good.  Her dad is played by that Canadian guy who’s in everything.’
‘Who? ‘
‘ You’ll know him when you see him.’

(five minutes later)

‘That’s Keith Carradine.’
‘What! No! He was totally that guy on that show on, like, the remake of the Beachcombers! ‘

(five minutes later)

‘I swear he had a show on TVO!’
‘Keith Carradine?’

Another wild Saturday night in Ottawa.

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#100BM Day 53

A short thing today, since I’m at work, and I’m lazy, and I wrote a longer thing yesterday.

But I need to make a different kind of short thing.

A video.

Just a text preamble of 5-10 seconds to play before a warning that plays before a movie.

Anyone got advice on where a supern00b should begin with a budget of, like, -$372? The internet has a lot of advice and I’d appreciate help curating.

Ta to any of my three readers who can maybe help out.

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Helpful hypocrisy.

#100BM Day 52

Dear Canadian Blood Services,

I donated blood today! It make me feel good (if occasionally very tired) to do so! My late mother was a long-time blood donor (until she was diagnosed with breast cancer) and I am glad that I am able to follow in her footsteps. I will continue to donate while I am able.

That having been said, what does not make me feel good is some of the criteria you use to decide whether my blood is safe for the general public.

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Them! With fur!

100BM Day 51

My sleep has been shit for weeks. I didn’t sleep in past about 7:30 while on vacation, and never slept through the night. I blamed the antihistamines I was taking, but things haven’t really changed since I got back thanks to anxious dreams and a bastard cat.

In my dreams last night, I was sleeping in a parking lot at TD Bank (as I am wont to do?) and saw a parade of raccoons walking along a Hydro* line (can they even do that?), and perhaps even sliding down it(?), with tiny puppies in their mouths.

The raccoons had moved on from raiding compost bins to STEALING BABY DOGS.

When I hightailed it home, a neighbour’s creature (I assume), a Spuds Mackenzie clone, had been left in my front hall for safe-keeping.

Hamish was nowhere to be found.

Fucking cat has always been useless against vermin.

I sense a horror movie script in the making…from the 1950s.

Off to eat scones, then go to a football (the soccer kind) match at the city’s new stadium. They had better have their beer distribution in tip-top shape, dammit. Especially if there’s gonna be a thunderstorm.

* For non-Canadians, many in this fair land refer to household electricity services as ‘Hydro’, possibly even in provinces that are not dependent on hydroelectrics.

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