TNT. Thought I would enjoy a nice, easy run. But Tom ran away from us immediately from the cars. I ran about 2 miles with Jim, until I got tired of Tom lapping us, and then I ran with him.
Initially, I accelerated around the turns and opened up a little gap on him. But, he eventually started closing the gap, and with his finishing sprint, he almost completely erased it. I did another two hardish laps after that, and then a cooldown.
Tom, in addition to being one of the featured contributors to the premier American journal of orienteering, is also rather fast.
While the hostile takeover would be absurdly facile, it would be self-defeating and yield a hollow victory.
So, no choice but to continue wandering in the wilderness. Maybe I can get some tailored hairshirts to make myself comfortable.
If I start to style myself as Diogenes, which may be apt, I should afford myself time to think. So, I did.
I devised a solution to the problems. It is draconian, autocratic, and would be a bitter pill. But, I would be fine with it.
It addresses the adverse selection issue and many other issues. Still, it is all for naught. Merely a thought experiment. See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil.
It has been suggested by a wise person (who will remain nameless to protect the innocent) that we need to change the culture.
I wholeheartedly agree. That is ultimately what I want as well. My reforms would not pass unless the organization sees the need for them. It is like AA, I think. You have to acknowledge a problem exists. And we are so not there.
Still, on the subject of culture change, I think I will turn back to Gramsci. I haven't read his stuff in its entirety, and it is important.
Anyway, probably time to squelch my political/philosophical/organizational dynamics rants here lest people get turned off.
Rowing Machine1:30:00 20.46 km (4:24 / km)
A good row. One of the better long, slow ones recently. I did a very good job keeping it at 20 spm or below. It would creep over for a stroke or two before I brought it down. I did a good enough job that I rewarded myself with 5 minutes left. Then, the strokes went to 30 and then 35 and the splits went to 200 and then 156. There was some gas in the tank I see.
Rowing Machine5:00 
Weight training5:00 
45 pushups and 100 ab things total, divided into 3 sets.
One of the most rewarding things about being an athlete are those moments when your legs are springy, when you are lithe and limber, and when your muscles most certainly do not suck.
At one point, and admittedly for but a sliver of my life, I knew those moments well and saw them often. Today, and in recent years they have been fleeting and sporadic. Yet, they still occur, even if they are more often latent.
It is this potentiality, however, that makes it all worthwhile. Knowing that that feeling can still be summoned. It may take longer, it may be harder, but it can happen.
One day, be it next year, five years, 10 years, or more, those moments will be no more. It may be unrelenting injury, decrepitude, or something else. I really hope it is not due to mental weakness, but that is also a possibility.
But, it is not this day. [At this point it seems like I need a passage from Lord of the Rings, but I think I'll spare that for now.]
"Shealy believed that all people sought symmetry and purpose in their lives, something that lifted them up and made them feel better about themselves; and here were eight oarsmen, having worked so hard and sacrificed so much, catching something magical and doing race after race, each oarsman making the others better. The feeling made them not just confident but also complete, and it was magnified by the knowledge that what they were accomplishing was pure in its amateurism. They were doing this because they wanted to, for no reward other than the feeling itself."
Run1:00:00  shoes: 9 2007 Saucony
Run with Dasha. Down toward TJ's.
Weight training30:00 
A very good circuit. Probably the best possible with dumbbells.