Notes
Captain’s log (resumed): Now that the XC season is over, it’s time to move on to preparing for the track season. Considering that today was my first run back from an extended period of being idle, I decided not to push the distance too much. That ended up being the right call because the crisp, cold air made my chest hurt a little bit. I guess now would also be an appropriate time to list some of my goals for the future seasons, as well as some personal goals. These goals happen to be: getting possibly into the high 5’s as far as my average mile pace goes, getting far below a sub 18 time, actually keeping a top 10 spot this time because losing it made life a bit depressing, I want to learn how to cook, I want to become more of a gentleman, I want to show Kristin that I’m not a waste of oxygen and that I’ve cared about her the entire time I’ve lived here, and finally I want to find a direction in my life and take control. For whatever reason, it feels like my own life is happening without me living it. It seems as if my life is the equivalent of watching paint dry, and I hate feeling like I don’t have control over some simple things. What I can take control of is what I do, who I’m with, and where I go. As of now, I feel like everything I do is insignificant and pointless, and I need to snap out of that because I know I’m not worthless. If I can somehow manage to achieve a few of those goals listed above, that would make me a happy camper.