Orienteering race 49:42 [5] *** 4.7 km (10:34 / km) +125m 9:20 / km
spiked:16/17c
NEOC A-meet, day 1, red middle distance. It is dreary and the woods are messy, rocks, swamps, undergrowth. I read the map too much and realize only in the end how simple the course was. I should have run more aggressively and simplified much more radical. I don't make big mistakes, but I lose time overreading the map.
Running 3.0 km ( / km) +20m / km
Run to start and warm-up for race. I wear a short arm T-shirt, not enough for today and don't get really warm. -
I talk to Swampfox after the race, since he has one of his rare east coast appearances. We go on about nothing, something and thingness per se. I assure him (and the cheerished reader of this important column here) that the writing of my novel is fact not fiction, despite the fact, that the novel is in fact a piece of fiction, based on facts disguised as fiction.
In other words, getting lost in the woods is one thing, but getting lost in telling tales means badgering between insight and oversight and meaningful flashes.
Swampfox announces that he intends to write a tale of redemption after completing the scientic ouevre on G-nuity. Oprah has booked his appearance. She is concerned that Swampfox might take her on a three hour run before the show to demonstrate his redemptive talent.