Saturday, after my long run, I found a tick burrowing into my leg. I pulled it out alive while driving home from my run. With one hand on the steering wheel, I managed to stick it in an empty propel bottle and seal it shut. The next day,I took it to the urgent care office. I’m now also on a first name basis with everyone there due to my frequent strep throat visits. Today, I received a phone call and found out it is, in fact, a deer tick. So, we’ll know in three days or so if it tests positive for Lyme.
I got a notice a month ago to appear for jury duty today. It turns out this is for a federal grand jury, and the only criteria for being chosen is your name gets drawn from a hat. No questions are asked by lawyers which most think can be answer with law-abiding biased answers. (i.e. I always believe cops) At the end of the day, I left the place legally obligated to serve as a grand juror for two times a week for the next 18 months. This will adversely affect my career and no one really gives a shit. How the fuck do I get out of this?
I’ve been neglecting my managerial duties at work in favor of spending time actually developing software. Developing software is what I went to school for in the first place. It’s what I fell in love with, and it’s the reason I entered this field for my career. By doing this, however, I’m not actually focusing on my primary responsibilities of managing, and therefore, am falling behind on all the bullshit that I have to manage. Which in the end, adds stress since I feel I am being negligent.
Today, I find out my father is in the hospital. He’s racked up quite a bit of health issues and continues to smoke and not take care of himself. Nothing I can do to get him to change. As long as he has his pain meds, he’s happy though.
But, tonight I managed to get to the track. Being able to squeeze out five vo2max intervals of 5 minutes each, at a pace faster than I thought I could, gives me enough to reflect on for the rest of the night, rather than dwell on everything I would stress about otherwise. Running is my rock.



