Track workout - the first in quite a while. My workout was 4x800 + 2x400; I ran in silence, and the track was a bit damp from overzealous lawn watering. It's definitely time to get back on the bandwagon, as it were. My cadence is slow, and my breathing was labored. In the past, I might have run 2:44-2:48, but I set a more modest goal of 2:50-2:55.
Music appropriate for intervals albeit not as good as East German techno.
Splits:
800m: 2:54, 2:52, 2:55, 2:55
400m: 79, 79
I aspire to a well-ordered life - a life of meaning and direction. I wonder sometimes what that is. I've often imagined if we prepared a large ensemble of independent Ians, how could would the best among them be? It's not healthy to compare myself to this Ian, for he is unrealizable. But perhaps life is not about achieving order and objectives, but about striving. Life is not some contrived script of destiny and fate, but a random walk, a stochastic process. And who can say where the winds of time will blow?