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Back in Mesa for a couple days. Saw The Dark Knight again with my sister. I have to say, it is definitely worth a second look. I picked up things I didn't the first time around, and was able to focus on some of the subtler elements of the film. Loved it! I have to say this is the best film I've seen in 2008 so far. Everyone goes on about Heath Ledger getting a posthumous Oscar nomination. Well, if there's any justice, the film will get a nomination as well. (It probably won't, however. Everyone knows only period dramas and biopics get that honor these days.)
What else? Been working on my running. I really want to do a 10K in November and I want to do it well. So I have already run 14 miles this week in 3 days, and I will probably run another 5 miles today. My goal is to run 20 or more miles a week. It's challenging yet doable. I like running more than any other exercise because you can lose yourself in it. I don't obsess about my weight or calories when I'm running. That's not really even my motivation for hitting the pavement. It's for the mental clarity of one-foot-in-front-of-the-other and the rocking surge of confidence I get after I finish a run. I can't wait for the weather to cool off so I can do some trail running!
I have 9 days left before I move out!!! NINE DAYS. Fuck. I haven't packed a single thing. I don't even really have boxes. This is bad. But I have the money for August rent. This is good. It's a trade-off. I've always been the procrastinating type, so when I get back to Tucson it'll be a marathon of manic packing and cleaning, and that suits me. I can't wait to move into the house! I have a feeling we will all get along really well.
And somehow I've relapsed into smoking. After close to four months of not touching the damn things, I've smoked a pack of 27's this week. Um. I honestly think this is just a phase. I know that sounds retarded, but I can tell when I'm seriously relapsing and when I'm just doing it for a week or two. This is the latter. With moving out and everything I know cigarettes will not make the move into the next phase of my life.
Ramble ramble.
What else? Been working on my running. I really want to do a 10K in November and I want to do it well. So I have already run 14 miles this week in 3 days, and I will probably run another 5 miles today. My goal is to run 20 or more miles a week. It's challenging yet doable. I like running more than any other exercise because you can lose yourself in it. I don't obsess about my weight or calories when I'm running. That's not really even my motivation for hitting the pavement. It's for the mental clarity of one-foot-in-front-of-the-other and the rocking surge of confidence I get after I finish a run. I can't wait for the weather to cool off so I can do some trail running!
I have 9 days left before I move out!!! NINE DAYS. Fuck. I haven't packed a single thing. I don't even really have boxes. This is bad. But I have the money for August rent. This is good. It's a trade-off. I've always been the procrastinating type, so when I get back to Tucson it'll be a marathon of manic packing and cleaning, and that suits me. I can't wait to move into the house! I have a feeling we will all get along really well.
And somehow I've relapsed into smoking. After close to four months of not touching the damn things, I've smoked a pack of 27's this week. Um. I honestly think this is just a phase. I know that sounds retarded, but I can tell when I'm seriously relapsing and when I'm just doing it for a week or two. This is the latter. With moving out and everything I know cigarettes will not make the move into the next phase of my life.
Ramble ramble.