Runner’s diary, Monday

I didn’t realize how sore I was from weekend work around the house until I got on the treadmill today and got started. I still managed to pull off a 33:39 for four miles (splits: 9:05, 7:54, 7:44, 8:56).

About two and half miles in I realized my thumb was bleeding again — I sliced it with a utility knife last night while prepping some cardboard for recycling — and my white towel was streaked in blood. After the run, I wrapped the thumb in tissues while I lifted, which left me in mind of a health-conscious Dean Moriarty in On the Road, when he starts to really lose his mind, waving a bloody thumb wrapped in an unraveling bandage.

Music: Patti Smith, Horses

Author: hankkalet

Hank Kalet is a poet and freelance journalist. He is the economic needs reporter for NJ Spotlight, teaches journalism at Rutgers University and writing at Middlesex County College and Brookdale Community College. He writes a semi-monthly column for the Progressive Populist. He is a lifelong fan of the New York Mets and New York Knicks, drinks too much coffee and attends as many Bruce Springsteen concerts as his meager finances will allow. He lives in South Brunswick with his wife Annie. View all posts by hankkalet