That title started out as something closer to “Busy, Beautiful Montana” but took a decidedly Jamesian turn well before the typing began.
Some random notes on life of late. I completed a 26.7 mile week last week with four runs: 5, 4.3, 4.3, and 13.1 miles respectively. Now I’m on a four day break.
I suppose tomorrow I’ll get started on the next increment, something like 6.5, 5, 5, and 15 miles. Eesh. The half-marathon (13.1 m) kicked my butt; I can only imagine what 15 will do. But then as we know, it’s all conditioning. I condition my body to run insane distances, and by golly, it will. The constraints of reality might kick in in terms of an injury, but I’m doing fine so far.
Pali studies are going great. I’m now about 40 pages into my book and can easily say intelligent things like:
Darakaa adarena janakaya odanam pujenti = Children offer rice to the father with care.
Kassako manche supati = The farmer sleeps in the bed.
And so on. After a while I’m sure I’ll reach the official 1st grade reading level. ‘Till then, sweet dreams, farmer.
More on that soon.
More important matters like homemade ice-cream and meditation demand my attention…