Almost a year since the last effort. Last time round I missed the bus so killed time at the Old Post Office Tearoom. This time round I decided to make more use of that time and do a longer run, only to find it harder going that I thought and missing the bus again. I killed time at the Old Post Office Tearoom. Next time (next year?) I’m just going to plan to end up at the Tearoom.
Also, it seems my Apple Watch is finally reaching end of life. Did not last the run.
Note: One Battle After Another as over-rated as the Geese album: Fine if you've never seen a film or listened to music before.
"...all I could think of that week was flowers for breath and flowers for eyes and mouths full of flowers, armpits of them, the backs of the knees, laps, groins overflowing with flowers..."
One quote from each half. That’s me finally finished my haul of books I got as presents this year.
"The word mystery originally meant a closing, of the mouth or the eyes. It meant an agreement or an understanding that something would not be disclosed."
Probably not the best quote as far as beautiful prose goes in this book, but it is apt for the novel itself. I’ve got the “George first” edition and I loved that first half of the book: I think I read that in one day on the last day of our holiday whilst travelling back home. It’s taken me well over a month to finish the second half - sure some of that is because I’m no longer on holiday, but I also found the Francescho half much harder going.
I would love to know what actually happens to the rest of George’s story… alas it is a mystery.
Note: This Low Girl album could be up there with Carla Aakre and Heartworms as album of the year for me. So good.
I am a little bit late writing this, but, in a completely unexpected turn of events, A managed to find me a pristine Look Mum No Hands! Banana Hat on Vinted. I was so surprised that I think I’m still surprised and feel for sure that I haven’t been able to convey my gratitude for it. I think the fact she always hated it made it more surprising that she’d actually been on the lookout for one and hunted it down. She should have saved it for Christmas.
Anyway, the banana hat lives. I am going to try to cherish this one a bit more and keep it for special occasions - I’m not wearing it for running which made a mess of the previous one. Maybe I can keep it pristine enough to actually use it on a bike sometime in the next few years?
Back dated this just a touch because I just can’t find the time to publish on the day. I had it in my head I’d do one a month of these for nine months of the year (foregoing three months where it’s too dark or muddy to do it at my self-imposed target pace of 5mins/km) so this is my last “fast” one of the year. I used to do this distance a lot more frequently than I do now, but definitely at a more sedate pace.
"He wasn't even a fragment of the past, he was only a stain, like the print of a hand left years ago on a wall."
Last one!
"The dog had fallen through a hole in the net of events. We leave so many of them, lacerations of negligence, when we put together cause and effect."
Note: Started Couch to 5k in 2016. Finally managed a sub-20 5k today. Never going that fast again.
But actually the last three months and more. God. Why did I decide to do this in quarters this year?
There are more September entries I just haven’t had enough time for yet:
I might come and update this post or this might end up in December’s post.
But how did they make you feel? Ugh… Yeah, that was the whole point of this. It wasn’t meant to just be a list. I used “the best” too many times, that’s for sure.
"Then the void of the weekend opened and I felt as if I were standing, precariously balanced on the rim of a well."
I meant to publish this on the weekend, but it wasn’t a void so I forgot and I’m doing it today instead.
"I stretched a taught wire that pierced the days and I slid swiftly along it..."
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