Jogging #10: You Knew I'd Overdo It Eventually

This morning was a giant pile of steaming chaos, so I ran during lunch instead. This week's leitmotif is:

* 3 min. run
* 1.5 min. walk
* 5 min. run <-- DOOM DOOM DOOM
* 2.5 min. walk
* 3 min. run
* 1.5 min. walk
* 5 min. run
* Fall down

I managed the first five-minute run by downscaling speed...a lot...but pushed myself hard on the second one (for values of "hard" which are laughable to actual athletes, even amateur ones). Having drunk insufficient water this morning, I ended up overheated and dehydrated. Hurrah! But I did manage to evict much of the morning's spleen and ire. (Don't worry, it will refill.)

Up two pounds, but did not weigh myself immediately upon rising, and there was rather a lot of chocolate consumption this weekend. Ahem.

Also: augh

One of my officemates has gotten a gyro from the food carts that set up on the plaza outside. The scent is full of delicious evil. WANT

Dear Sean McKeever: ...

Please stop wrecking my favorite comics. Your twin +5 weapons, Mischaracterization and Inability To Craft A Plot That Makes Sense, are making Birds of Prey mediocre and Teen Titans a giant, festering pile of horse diarrhea.

Just so you know, if you come anywhere near Booster Gold, you are as dead as disco.

No love whatsoever,

Me.

Edit: Oh fucking wonderful, and Will "Amazon Attacks" Pfeiffer is going on Blue Beetle. THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS