week 2 marathon training: still alive

i haven't changed my mind. i'm still committed to this thing. my star count is growing. the runs are starting to feel more natural and the treadmill has helped me find a steady rhythm on the roads. last night i got kicked off the highway by the cops. when i say the cops, i mean one member of guelph's police department. i know i'm not allowed to run up highway 6 but i couldn't help myself. the side of the highway is so soft and i tend to run further if i don't have the option of turning around. time just flies between distant off ramps. but the cop meant business so i hung my head and waddled back to college ave.

this week had only a few events that weren't conducive to fast running. but in my defense, the beer was free. and i'd be silly to turn down free beer. as they say in my hometown of brisbane, "crikey! granny just rolled over in her grave!" granny doesn't like to turn down free beer and she doesn't approve when others do so.

and when i say the beer was free, i mean that i paid full price for it. but i paid for it with work tips which basically means i was free rolling off the generous customers we serve. huzzah!

week three! feels good