It was this day 22 years ago since I left New England. Haven’t been back since and doubt I ever will. I left at 90 pounds with perfect vision, but I was still a smoker. 

Last night’s run was a bust as far as tracking it with my running app. In fumbling around with the volume (I love how I can play music from the phone’s speaker and not bother with earbuds) I messed up all kinds of settings. Tom pulled me out of airport mode and other disasters I got myself into when we were waiting for a code from Yahoo. My pee was beating on my bladder wall by then anyway screaming, “Let me outa here!” Amazing how many people were still up at midnight, though. One woman was walking up her driveway. Senile? Broken AC? Bored shitless? Either way, I didn’t want to chat so I picked up my pace and breezed on by. 

I created a new Yahoo! account for the first time in a few years so I could add pics to blogs that don’t allow for uploading. I’ll use them mostly on Prosebox but I’m not going to go back and add pics to old entries. Just to my current journal and maybe my Dreams book, too. 

Noticed a dark circular stain about an inch in diameter under my chair. Apparently, it’s leaking hydraulic fluid. I’ll spray it with Simple Green later when the sun’s up and I can see better, though if it doesn’t completely dissolve it, it won’t matter much cuz my chair is usually over it. I only noticed it cuz I moved it to chase the furballs out from under the desk. Tom clamped a sandwich bag over the opening with an electrical tie. It was probably leaking on the old carpet too, but with dark brown carpet, it wasn’t noticeable. 

Later… 

Went out riding at 5:30 and wow, what a workout. My heart is still booming! I went just under 3 miles in about 25 minutes and at an average speed of 8 MPH. Tom thought it’d be too warm for me to work out, but I was actually chilly at first because moving through the air that fast makes it seem windy which makes you feel cooler. It’ll suck in the winter when it’s down in the 30s and 40s. 

I first circled Radiance then I struggled up the hill to Oak Lakes, and it really took a lot of juice to get up there being a speedless bike with no gears to shift. Once I got over the hump, which is just about the highest part of the park, I could pretty much coast down that street. The rest of the park was pretty much up and down, though the hills were mild compared to what I had to battle up in Oregon. I needed my 3-speeder then. 

I like how the bike doesn’t get up to insane speeds when coasting downhill. My pink and purple one would want to fly and it was very hard to control the speed on that one. 

Before I even hit Daisy, my ass was sore from not being used to sitting on a bike seat for so long. On Astronaut I passed Bob who said hello and that it was a nice-looking bike I got. Jim liked it too, back on Radiance. 

My legs were quivering when I got off the bike and my heart was pounding. I got much more of a workout than expected. I could feel every muscle in my legs working hard. I have a feeling I’ll be sore tomorrow. I definitely worked muscles that don’t get worked out when running and walking. In some ways, biking is even more challenging. When walking up a hill I can go at any pace. But if I slow down too much on the bike, I’m not getting up that hill, so it forces me to work harder. 

Later… 

Quick troll update, who says loud “noses” really brings on her anxiety, LOL. Aly and I agree she’s way too fucked in the head to live on her own. I was surprised to learn her mother is 67. Didn’t know she was that old. So who gets custody of the nut when she and her husband die, one of her sisters? 

Another thing we agree on is that Molly doesn’t seem to be able to feel love or empathy. It’s all about lust, anger, hate and obsession for her.