Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
Yesterday was a running day.
The time had come for deciding where to put down roots.
As I loped along I sensed my athletic energy being replaced by the desire to walk.
Not wanting to run long, I decided on intervals. I circled the soccer fields at the middle school, stopping after five minutes. I felt I should do more, so jogged to Amazon Park and was determined to run 1000m loops. The first loop I stopped after 800m, 500m for the second.
The time had come for deciding where to put down roots.
As I loped along I sensed my athletic energy being replaced by the desire to walk.
Not wanting to run long, I decided on intervals. I circled the soccer fields at the middle school, stopping after five minutes. I felt I should do more, so jogged to Amazon Park and was determined to run 1000m loops. The first loop I stopped after 800m, 500m for the second.
I knew it was a weak effort.
I began walking the Rexius Trail, grateful for the solitude. The sun was bright and warm. I sauntered along, searching facts, memories, voices.
I began walking the Rexius Trail, grateful for the solitude. The sun was bright and warm. I sauntered along, searching facts, memories, voices.
I will remain in Eugene.
I need to find a place to live.
I am currently renting a room, but wish to live alone.
I need to find a place to live.
I am currently renting a room, but wish to live alone.


