My Glacier Melted
Currently reading:

This is the sequel to Old Man’s War. I bought it on Friday and I’m already 70% of the way through. Fortunately there’s a third book in the series.
If you’re me, you’ve gotta make time for hard sci-fi. I like the world that the author has built here — one which is the polar opposite of Roddenberry’s altruistic Trek universe. In this one, most of the galaxy is openly hostile toward the human race, and the survival of the fittest is being played out among the stars. In addition, the military planners of the human race are actually fairly crafty. That’s a nice change of pace when it comes to any military-based fiction, most of which is based on FUBARisms.

Last night I spent a few hours reading about Autism. I was technically supposed to go running, but was weighing whether to go. I run every other day — this provides enough exercise and allows enough recovery time. So I was supposed to run last night, but I had also run two nights in a row prior — on Thursday and Friday. So technically I didn’t have to go last night, schedule-wise. I hope that makes sense.
But fuck it, I did. It was already pretty late, but if your mind really doesn’t want to go then that is the time to go. Especially if you start reasoning and deal-making with yourself. That’s when you have to say “FUCK YOU SELF, we’re goin’.”
It was cold for the first time in a long while. The streets were deserted. These are the types of runs I like the best — when it feels like you’re running through a long, dark tunnel with no one there but yourself and your thoughts. The air was crisp and freezing, easy to devour.
Big changes come in small increments made consistently over a long period of time. That’s why I think I like running so much — you know that you’re at work making a change. The long, dark tunnel is leading to another version of you that is stronger, has greater endurance and energy, has conquered physical pain. And you are working toward it. I like that. I like it a lot.






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i like that. i’m going to go run in a tunnel.
And at the end of some tunnels there’s a snickers bar.