Wednesday, April 1, 2020
I'm getting splattered in surprising ways by second and third order effects of the pandemonium. I'm not going to go into detail, it's probably not worth it for any of us, especially you long suffering readers.
However, it's challenging and in many ways hard stuff to deal with, so that's all good. Does suck up more time than I would have imagined, but that's just part of the deal.
Today's hike was a good one. I'm coming off of a 10-mile monster mash on Monday and I'm still a bit leg weary and sore. But not as much as I was a week ago. This old body still has a lot of reserves and a beautiful habit of healing and recovering spectacularly.
Getting started was a real slog today, and I had to use the old Jedi mind trick of "I'll quit at the next hill" on myself. Clever Jedi that I am, I keep hiking farther and farther away from the pickup as I go, so when I'm finally ready to really quit, I have to go all the way back! It's a good system. I'm very gullible.
The following videos are from the last two miles of a 5.29 miler.
Trying a new video thing.
Am I getting the flavor of the slog across?
Parts of this hike are pretty good, slog-wise.
Some of the slopes are right slopey. Particularly Vader Hill. I like to run it sometimes, but not today.
And finally it was over, just like that.
Meanwhile back at the ranch...
And this evening as I drove into town the turkey vultures were swirling overhead. Obviously we're about to be depopulated by the virus thingy.
Today's newspaper had an interesting graphic on the front page. The Panhandle of Nebraska finally (Finally, finally, finally, yay!) got a "cornfirmed case." Seriously. We thought we'd never get a "confirmed case." It's so great, even better than winning the national championship! /sarc. Kinda.
Anyway, the paper published a very terrifying report on every single place the fellow visited before he was laid low. Which is vitally important information because, um, well, you know. It's um... Important! /sarc /sarc /sarc! Hell's wrong with this html thingy anyway?
I know it's terrible and I'm a terrible person, but I don't think I'm going to lay down and die, and I'm not going to blow my fortune on a final spin with hookers and heroin. And to prove how terrible I am, this thing reminds me a bit of the scene in BHC where Axel Foley taunts Victor Maitland in his lair. The above graphic is like a list of all the places Ramone visited with his herpes simplex 10.
Well I think it's funny.
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Be well and embrace the blessings of liberty.