Day 1586

Didn't suck

Remember the Bronx 1/2 years ago, back in the "chip" days? Got so frustrated finding parking I gave my chip to a runner to return and drove back to AP to get a run in, totally ditched the race? Things have improved. Unfortunately, no longer a half. Also unfortunately, no more medals. BUT, parking is easy. They opened the Stadium garages ($$$) AND, since they changed the start location, I always found street parking. A sign.

A sign of what? Things to come.

I did very well. Actually broke 10 minutes. See what happens when you run daily??? Persistence paid off. No walk breaks-a miracle unto itself, and the training paid.

Also, 2 bananas before the race. My new thing.

Day 1585

Big, but not insurmountable

(parking will be the biggest hassle)

Bronx 10m this am. Parking always sucks.

Day 1584

!

Helluva week, really busy, but felt good. Nice to have purpose.

Since long ago, always had in my mind A Plan. Started with the state @ entry level, worked my way up. Ate alotta crow, but knew dues hadda be paid. Now I'm boss. I try to avoid the pitfalls of my role models, and have been successful, so far. Hurts, though, when you havta discipline a former peep, but it comes with the job. and truth be told, was never really a peep, but a groupie. Comes with the turf.

Tonight was s'posed to go to a concert with a bud, but we had a falling out (I actually had the balls to go to a concert without them, can you imagine???). Nice to have my freedom back, now I'll be able to properly rest for manana's 10m.

Day 1583

Almost Dead

Saw Robert Hunter last night @The Paramount. No opening act, just him, a stool, and a guitar. Lovely. AND, before the concert, Marciana!!!!! A woman who actually did something with her life: recently battled cancer (AND didn't make it into an opportunity to make it a career!), and is loving life. As if THAT wasn't cool enough, who was sitting 3 seats over, my running peep!!!!!

What a lovely day.

Then...THEN...Toxichouse. Again, chewed out for eating something from the fridge. This from the moron who lost Its car keys, AND spent $73 on CRAP @ the thrift store Monday. Amazing. Truly amazing. (but remember, I need counseling, "all my friends say..." Loser).

Day 1582

Deja Vu

Bitch lost Its car keys, again. In addition, Stoney's car keys. fucking shipwreck. In addition to THAT, not a stitch of the crap in piles all over the place has moved at all. Psychohoardertwat.

This am, like yesterday, this week we enjoy a nice rainless cool crisp stretch, our bread and butter. Really nice to barely sweat. Hittin' the sauna after, feels really good!

Day 1581

Here we go again!

Psycho notes on the fridge, Stoney threatening me. Ahhh home.

It's freakin' 'cause Stoney's next tuition installment is due-ahem, get a JOB????? In 2 months he could'a had enough $ to pay tuition, instead, It expects me to print $.

THEN, the psychotic note, re: "You have to give me $$$...heat.....etc...or leave." Right. Tell the judge.

But, this am, got my miles. I'm good.

Day 1580

Bookends

Yesterday was weird, totally off my sched.

Had a pm meeting in Manhattan-should'a just stayed there since Friday n'est pas?

Got my miles in the am, crisp, cool, 50. Saw Lynn on the way back.

Did the meeting in Manhattan, then back to the job to nail it down. On the way back, bumped into Deb on the bus, always nice to hang with her.

A great way to start and end the day. Two very nice people.

...and then...Toxichouse. All Its shit STILL all over the floor, good thing It hurled my things from the closets. Psycho twat. Is It any happier as a result? Fucking shipwreck.

...And the basement? A firetrap.

But it spent Saturday @ the beach. Totally useless twat.

Day 1579

Yin/Yang

Did the fifth Ave Mile. Nice. anytime they close down a major road for you to ru on, especially a world famous road, nice. Met my peeps, again, never alone.

Then,,,Toxichouse. Shit plastered to the fridge: they love giving me assignments. Of course, they won't get shit from me: remember the closet? Shit ALL OVER the place, still, yet MY stuff hadda be thrown to the ground. Instead, he smoked and slept all day, It went to the beach. THEN, again, had the balls to demand $$$ from me. Useless, really useless.

But I ran. I was good. This am, I will get my miles. Will STILL be good!

Day 1578

PURE Bitch.

Last week, suits thrown to the ground. THIS week, shoes. Bitch is predictable AND psychotic. All because suddenly Bitch wants another closet. Mind you, all the shit It took out of the last area it hoarded into, was STILL in piles on the floor a week later. AND, after this "You have to give me $1,000 for oil." Right.

So, this am, Fifth Ave mile. Yesterday most did Cow Harbor, no thanks, got THAT bullshit outta my system. Was gonna do a 5k in Eisenhower, but I was there ('natch) too early, heard the organizers saying it was mostly gonna be women and strollers. Big mistake. Pulled up stakes and did The line. Glad I did. With today's mile, needed the acreage. AND, saw my peeps.

Unfortunately, hadda come in to find more mindfucking, but fuck It. And best of all, It had gone to teach religion. THIS is how Jesus would behave????????????? Hypocrite Twat.

Day 1577

These peeps are cool!!!!!

So, got my miles, did the job, nailed down the unit. So far so good. Then...THEN...IAN!!!!!

What a concert! Opening act (SHIT), was actually very good: James Maddock. Then, the one the only Ian Hunter!!!

First: City Winery. Great venue. Second, ran into Mindy, she was there with her peeps (see, running=never alone), then, made my flavor of the night acquaintance w/an actress sitting next to me. What a GREAT night!!!!!!!

Of course, come in, Stoney passed out on the couch, Bitch out. Strolled in @ 1am, started making noise. What a useless twat.

But my night, memorable, lovely!!!!!

Day 1576

!!!!!

Eighteen hours until.....IAN!!!!!

First (paid) concert @ City Winery. Hit the summer concert series, nice, a free series, in which-among others-saw Dave Davies. Will see him there again 11/12, inside this time (November, thank GOD indoors).

Does Ian ever stop touring? While prepping coffee this am, I thought of him doing this mundane "first thing in the morning" shit. Then again, he must usually be in hotels.

The Line daily this week, no breaks, yet. Might rain this weekend, we'll see.

As I left the gym, ran into Maggie. Strange to NOT be spinning. But, runners run....until they can't.....

Day 1575

What goes around...


Wife of next door neighbor tells Sybil that Snaggletooth (the bad Cher look alike across the street, the one who never leaves the house and knows everything about everyone-or so she thinks. The same one who claimed a female pal of mine was @ the house every day while Sybil was ill. THAT cunt) told her Stoney was dealing. Draw your own conclusions.

Me, didn't wanna run yesterday. Was tired. Night before stayed up too late-SOA was 90 minutes, again. Damn, didn't even make it to the end. But, got up in need of more rest. Fortunately, it WAS 50 degs-crisp enough to motivate me to hit The Line. Glad I did. Sunday is the fifth Ave mile, though fast, it IS only a mile. So this is no time to slack off.

...and somehow after that, the day was fine  ;).

Day 1574

:)

Felt good to hit The Line in brisk temps. Was on the fence re: long or short sleeves, went short. Glad I did. It's that time of year when you run better 'cause it's cold when you start, but a mile in and you're good. Best of all: no sweat.

Then, hit the gym to shower. Too much drama on the job, needed distance, so, got to reconnect with my gym peeps. Felt great!

Day 1573

PURE Bitch

Trying to sleep last night, first Stoney has to make a point of opening and closing the bedroom door. Minutes later, It does exactly the same. This is done purely to harass. Amazing. Pay the bills, and that's it. And after I voice my annoyance, I'm told "shut up you asshole." You can guess my response.

Miserable angry twat. And THAT is "sober" behavior?

So, yes, got my miles, and loved it- 50 ish in the pre dawn, reallllly nice!!!!!

Day 1572

Did it!

9:21 (on a flat, fast course, but hey, sub 10 is sub 10). Feels so good to NOT totally suck.

Still reeling from the Bitch's lack of respect for boundaries-when I tell you EVERY square inch of the place was covered in Its crap, I mean from the bedroom, to living room, to kitchen, to basement. It really should be on Hoarders.

You know it lost it when Stoney comes in and asked what happened?

Fuckin' psycho.

Day 1571

Wow.

Didn't really wanna do this am's 5k, but, couldn't resist seeing my time. See if I could actually break 10 mins.

The run was @ Tanger, site of last year's race, where you got a medal for finishing. Need I say more? Of course I hadda do it.

Didn't check the results yet, but I didn't walk, and I got a medal I'm ok.

Plus, anything beat yesterday.

Bitch was on a tear.

Was having a garage sale @ a friends, used the opportunity to rid Itself of all the crap it bought. Note: didn't I say it was crap????? Now, take it to sell. In the process, EVERY SQUARE INCH OF THE HOUSE WAS COVERED IN Its crap. I drew the line @ the workbench in the basement (told ya, EVERY fucking square inch was covered in Its CRAP. and I mean CRAP). So, when I cleared the workbench, it went ballistic. Threw all my suits to the ground. All my good clothes. Nice eh? Quite the psycho.

Of course, in the process, hadda dredge up every wrong-or perceived wrong. All crap of course, i.e. pulling Keith out of religion. Funny, Jeeeeeeeesus doesn't seem to do it much good now does He??? And did I throw myself in front of the church to bar his admission??????? It was perfectly capable of enrolling him again, but no, this was yet another "thing" to hold against me.

So, the clost is now empty. problem is, same Bitch. Same Twat. Same psycho. The suits? I really don't care, they're only material possessions.

Day 1570

The streak is broken!

(not an entirely bad thing)

Woke up yesterday: rain. Grrrrrr. Waited 'til got to the job, still raining. Oh well, haven't had a day off yet, so, wtf. Unfortunately, after I commit to taking the day off and get involved in other shit, a half hour later, it fucking stopped! Fuck it. Follow the signs and chill.

Sucked 'cause, bopped by the house @ 12, who's there? Stoney and the Stoner crew. Reekin' of weed. Nice. I came in later, Sybil had his car licensed and good to go. Smoke on, it's obviously working for you. He has It do all his work, he smokes. Nice.

Need my miles.

Best of all: school started, NOW Bitch wants copies of our taxes to apply for aid. Moron.

Day 1569

Come in, back is open, dog's in? Hmmm. Stoney, backyard, not pickin' up dogshit. Alone. Great life. Smoke away.

Turns out (this was the 5 minutes of actual conversation I was able to have with Stoney's residence of 9 months, after 5 minutes It's psychosis kicks in and conversation ceases). He's taking 12 credits, why? He filed too late. Big surprise. Student loan? Ha, never even came up. THAT would require responsibility.

Remember when I attempted to help w/homework, it made a point to stand behind him and tear me a new one? Remember, @ that exact moment I detached? Remember that.

And best of all, as he sits in the backyard and smokes. it went to DMV for him. Amazing.

Oh, and of course, no job.

Tough life.

And what do I do? Oh, little things, like make sure there's a place to live. But of course that's assumed. I'm sure the picture is painted of me as useless. As they do nothing to maintain where they sleep.

Remember, he sits in the backyard, NOT even giving a thought to picking up the shit from the animal he wanted, nor walking the beast. Yet, the "I love you's" pour forth from him and his 9 month residence.

Day 1568

Beat it!

Gotta lace 'em up pre-predawn. Rain predicted. Ugh!!!!! Nothing doing Saturday, 5k Sunday, so I'll get miles on sat, sun will be a speed test. meanwhile, no time to slack off. Less than 2 months until the Big One.

Day 1567

OUCH!!!

That time of year when excema kicks in, SUCKS!!!!! Wanna rip a layer of skin off, and worst of all-the scratching hurts so good!!!!! Can't wait 'til this passes.

Missin' my peeps-The Line has ebbs and flows, yet, I continue.

Day 1566

Plateau?

Got into running to stay in shape. Along the way, made some peeps, lost some peeps, elarned a lot. Never did it, necessarily, to improve. BUT, doing worse I couldn't handle. It's not the aging process, THAT I can handle, but seeing the work I put into it yield zero results sucked. Nice to see results DO happen, eventually. Plus, stayed in shape!

Not unlike life.

Day 1565

Paid off!

Didn't think I did as well as I did yesterday. Split clocks were off, but, I broke 10 mins! Nice. Hadn't done that in quite a while, not to mention in a 10k no less!

Nice to know the daily grind pays off!

Day 1564

Damn

WOULD be nice to have a peaceful Sunday, but alas.....Sybil isn't working Sundays anymore, so gotta avoid the place. It is what it is.

10k, hilly, this am. If I wanted a good pace, would'a taken yesterday off, but no. I hadda get my miles via the Autism 4m, glad I did.We all know, if you're not placing in your category, pace is irrelevant. Just gotta do ok, and yesterday-even with 2 walk breaks, did ok. Didn't break 10, but it wasn't a 5k.

Day 1563

Success!

Did the Autism 4m this am, though not in a Strider shirt-I whore for no one. Didn't want the club name associated with a fundraiser. Bumped into Sue, Vince, Sal, and Rhea. Nice.

Best of all: Bitch was out! when I came in, had the place to myself! Yay!!!!! So, celebrated by doing the lawn. Felt good to have it off the "to do" list.

Day 1562

TGIF

Tough week, especially the past 2 days-my assistant off, so, I was a one person army again. Not a bad thing, less debris, less to explain, but like I always say "that's why it's called 'work.'  "

Got my miles, no breaks, good miles. manana a 4m, Sunday a 10k. We'll see.

Day 1561

Should'a, could'a....

The lawn COULD use a cut but...gotta get my miles! Granted, it would only take 90 mins, but the showers have affected my skin-plaque psoriasis, so less showers the better. and since GOTTA bathe after a run, no lawn. Don't see Stoney or Sybil giving a shit.

Best of all, my brother came by-to enable 'em with $ of course. Next thing, a laptop appears and Nassau Community isn't an issue anymore. Good thing I have family. Sybil's happy with Its head in the sand, having done not a fucking thing, not even keep house. So, I continue paying the mortgage and every fucking bill. And it's ok, why? I have ZERO credit card debt. :)

Day 1560

What a pleasure!

2 of the biggest 'roids on site are off this week, what a delight! Actually enter the place to see what a difference you can make, unfettered.

That, of course, followed my am run. funny how good life looks after eating asphalt!  :)

Day 1559

Back to it!

Though easier than last week. First, it's a 4 day week. Second, one of the main lemonsuckers is off this week. Perfect!!!

Got my miles (HUMIDDDDD!!!!! Saw John, my main Dim Sum peep, he was walking, "too hot!"). Was really thick as hell, but made it, no walk breaks.

Day 1558

It's a wrap!

Labor Day weekend is over! Thank GOD!

Ended on a...note. Did the Long Beach 5m, nothing great, walk breaks, but by all rights today should'a been a day off. So, did ok. Ran into Irish Joe, helluva nice guy, then a flick, then chill. Nice.

Day 1557

Wow.

Did The Manhattan Run, next to The Big One, my fave run, great people. Brotherfromanothermother couldn't make it, so I was alone (again, naturally). But not for long. Made friends w/my busmate. From Queens no less!

Did ok, nothing great, but ran strong.

Went to the village, to the IFC, who do I bump into? Miami Steve! Now, let that sink in. If I hadn't done EXACTLY what I did, I wouldn't have bumped into him.

Hit The Village after the run to see wassup, killed some time thrifting, then went to Mass. Yep, Mass.

Then to the IFC, catch a limited release flick.

Waited on line for the first screening to end, who walks in, Silvio himself. Was gonna not bother him, but how many opportunities like this arise? Funniest of all, he took an end seat, last row-just like me.

Asked if it would be a bother to snag an autograph-he asked what my name was! How cool! and he signed "To Jerry, Miami Steve was here." Funny guy. (jujubees and popcorn, no butter).

What a great day!