West Virginia, Nashville

• Well firstly I ain't been running much of late. I thought this here blog might motive me, but not yet
• In West Virginia I felt so gleeful with the cool weather that I made train-chugga motions with my arms
• Then I saw a bunch of young bucks (dude deers are bucks, yes?) and I made finger-guns at them, then I felt guilty, and then hypocritical because while I am quite the carnivore, I could never do the killin' personally
• I walked around the park in Nashville today observing the runners--you see a lot more that way. The main thing I noticed is that many runners do not wear proper footwear! That is sad for them, for good shoes can improve your running life mightily
• Also, many running ladies in the Vanderbilt area appear to be associated with the Greeks. Shocking!
  

carpe diem, runners

• Today I saw many things of the recent past, like people running with discmans and huge headphones, or power walking while holding tiny weights. Nashville is very cool and hip, so it must be rad.
  
• The quarter was gone! Dang. I ran all the way back there.

Nashville

• Not running, but: Lady totally flummoxed about squirrel in car. Action taken by both of us: open doors, yell at squirrel. By squirrel: Escape!
• Running: A quarter. Did not pick it up! Too lazy.