The Labor


I spent Labor Day laboring over essays, editing away. Still not done, but I did fight the good fight. I ventured out to the park for a slog in the late afternoon. Sadly, some gal walked behind me for all 3 miles, humming away. My ipod earphones kept falling out so I couldn't hear the podcast I had downloaded, just her humming and heavy footsteps. Did I mention she was walking? So irksome. Heading out to dinner with Husbandman and that should cheer me. On a totally unrelated note, did you hear on NPR last week that the Detroit teachers buy toilet paper for their students because the school system doesn't? The day I have to buy the toilet paper, I'm picking up the picket sign my friends. This is no lie.
Foto credit: Bob. These are not my feet. How I wish they were.
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Anonymous said…
My earpieces fall out constantly too. Drives me crazy. Do they even sell a smaller size? Or is it a deformation thing? How can I be expected to run when I can't pay proper attention to the Food Channel shows I watch in an effort to distract myself from the running?
5:38 PM
LH said…
Exactly. Had I been able to listen to Democracy Now, I would not have given a flip for the humming freak eating my dust behind me.
I'm trying to forget that she was walking. GOD that pisses meoff.
8:00 PM
Undomestic said…
You WATCH while you run?
9:28 PM
Anonymous said…
Hopefully the watching is taking place on a treadmill.
jw
9:53 PM
Anonymous said…
Yes, on a treadmill.

While I run.

Otherwise I spend the whole time I'm running saying to myself things like: I'm tired. Shall I quit now? It's only been 90 seconds? What? How can that be? I'm tired. This is boring. And so on. Ad nauseum. OK, I'm embarassed to admit it, but it takes TV -- or the distraction of a "race" -- to get me through 6 miles.

BTW, Bob is insanely jealous that my feet made the blog and not his.

Forgot to sign my name last time,

Mary
11:16 PM
Undomestic said…
Mary, I do the same thing on the treadmill. So I watch TV and play "games" with my mind. After this commercial I'll see how far I've gone. Okay, that commericial's over, now when the show starts again, I'll see how much farther I've gone, etc. Sometimes I can get into a grove, but usually I'm fighting it the whole way!
9:26 PM
Anonymous said…
I confess to TB (treadmill boredom) too. The iPod shuffle helps. The food channel helps but I'm gettig pretty tired of Rachel Ray and whoever-she-is on semi-store-bought.

I look down at the timer and calculate "OK, 20% done"... "alright, I'm 1/3 done".... "damn, I'm only 5/8 done".... "Oh, screw it. It's cocktail hour".

Bob
9:33 AM
Julie Anna said…
I gave up treadmill running altogether...can't stand to watch tv, listen to music, or watch the little digital readout telling me how little effort I've put into it so far. When I'm outside, I am able to "zone out" and just keep running, thinking my thoughts. Well, I used to just keep running...and running...and running. These days I run a little, walk a little, run a little, walk a little. But thinking deep thoughts about the meaning of life all the while ;)
10:19 AM
Anonymous said…
Those COULD be your feet .... I LOVE pre-Fall deck action --- wish you, PeteMan and the Meisters could cruise down?
6:44 PM
LH said…
Greetings all.
I did get a manicure last night, inspired by the awesome photography of bob.
the color you ask...?
"My Villa Or Yours?"

I dressed for a slog today and finally around 3 figured I wasn't going and I showered and got dressed. Then I just hung out on the couch reading. What a sluggo I'm turning out to be.
6:10 PM
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