I’m not from here
I just live here
Grew up somewhere far away
Came here thinking I’d never stay long
I’d be going back soon someday
— the prophet mcmurtry

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Every day is the same. Get up. Drink coffee. Try to avoid the news. Read too much news. Worry. Go for run.

Every day I’m no faster. Every day I feel the same, like I’m running in Leadville toward Mosquito Pass. No faster. No slower. The same. Always the same.

I should be getting faster. Instead, I’m getting slower. My vo2 max is down to 34. My spirits are a good deal lower than that. I don’t know what to do. 3.1 exertion rate with a 15:56 average? Something’s wrong. I’m not from here. I just live here.

Maybe this is what dying is like. Just in slow motion. Very slow.

On to the next day. Bill Murray made it looks so easy …

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3 miles
gumbo loop, 10 a.m., 98
47:56 (15:56, 124)
15:12, 16:38, 15:57
146, 0.69, 3.1, v34