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Friday, April 11, 2003
When I'm out for a run and I'm feeling good, in that nice mile-3 I'm done with the uphill part of the 4 mile loop groove, I imagine myself running past cheering crowds at the end of a marathon. Pieces of information that I had forgotten pop into my head, 'I need to pay my credit card bill.' 'The meeting with Heather was rescheduled for Tuesday at 10.' When my posture is good and I'm wearing shorts I can picture myself as a gazelle racing down the sidewalks of Worcester, a gazelle that laughs at the silly people stuck in their cars in traffic. But when I'm running the 6 uphill miles from my apartment to Southwick Pond all my brain can handle are thoughts like '1-2-1-2', 'don't embarass yourself in front of the carloads of people driving by', and Madonna songs. This is probably typical for someone who last did regular, significant amounts of running in high school. To my fellow novice marathon runner wannabes out there, I say
Get into the groove
Boy you've got to prove
Your love to me, yeah
Get up on your feet, yeah
Step to the beat
Boy what will it be
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Tuesday, April 08, 2003
My friend and former roommate Tara got engaged over the weekend! She's the second of my three senior year roomates to get engaged during the past year. She also just moved into a new apartment with her, um, well I suppose he's now her fiance. Craziness. I'm really happy for all of my friends who are doing that whole marriage thing, and I'm realizing that I think I'm entering a new stage of life, socially. The post-college stage where everyone starts growing up and pairing off, where you don't feel weird buying bridal magazines, where people have work email addresses and future in-laws. My reaction to this is to put Star Wars stickers on my response to a wedding invitation. What else is there to do?
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