I got in a good run this morning on the treadmill, a slow three miles (28:50) and followed it up with an upper-body circuit.
I’m actually a little surprised I managed such a hardcore workout given the power outage last night and the 4 a.m. wake-up call we got from the power company. That’s when the electricity returned — announced by blaring televisons, bright lights and beeping appliances. I need a nap.
- Send me an e-mail.
- Read poetry at The Subterranean.
- Suburban Pastoral, a chapbook by Hank Kalet, available here.