The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner

It's pouring down. No, not down, more like horisontally. It's pouring, horisontally. Had a new umbrella, unfolded it for the first time today. It lasted not even half an hour in the west coast weather; had to dump it in a trash can.

Saw a movie today, pretty good one actually. The Loneliness of the Long Distance Runner, from 1962. About some rebellish guy, sent of to youth prison, who happens to have quite a talent for running.

I haven't been running for the whole weekend, and today I donated some blood so I'm on a strict non-running scheme until tomorrow. I'd better find the time for hitting the tracks then, though, otherwise I'll get crazy. All work and no running makes Jack a dull boy.

See you later, off for now.