(vin-ˈyet · ˈkē) – n. A place where fleeting literary sketches dictate both temperature (always 85°), and time (always 5:00).

I miss this blog/chain of random ramblings.

Reading a few of these older posts makes me realize what a moody little guy I can be.

I guess I never was meant for glitter, rock and roll

Jimmy Buffett tonight. I cried the entire time and we had to leave. What a shitshow.

Gasparilla Distance Classic Weekend…

03/03/12- 5k- 29:35 chip time- 2120/11916 finishers- 9:31 pace

03/04/12- 5+3k- 46:37 chip time- 604/2168 finishers- 9:22 pace

5k was horribly hot.

8k was horribly cold.

They were awesome.

I’m pretty gosh darn happy with the results from this weekend, especially the 8k this morning. I’ve come a long way since January, and a really long way from my unintentional November/December sabbatical.

Pleased as pie. 

2 outside miles today, 2 outside miles yesterday…5k (3.1) a little over a week ago (30:29….rough times, but better than the last)…and then I lost track. 

I have no idea about gym miles…not that I was counting those anyway.

Gasparilla 5k and 5+3k are this Saturday and Sunday, respectively.

I’m aiming for <29 min 5k, and probably a 50 min 8k.

It’s hard not to feel down when I was running 27 min 5ks in the fall. Really hard. 

and that it was.

and that it was.

(Source: bubbelsoda, via coloredmondays)

What a hard, hard month this is/is going to be.

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