Deep; like a cup of black coffee

This week was good and this week was sad. I lost a first cousin once removed in a truly awful way. I have nothing elegant to say about this. I did not know this cousin, I don't know that I ever met him, but I know his family and those who now grieve for him and their pain is my pain.

I have not been good at finishing things these last few years. I've become to precious with myself and I have to kick my self important habit. I'm not sure when it began but I at some point I decided to expect too much from myself and my output. I don't think the world needs musicians and artist to put out perfect work. So I'm going to try harder to finish things to the best of my ability, but I'm not going to try and hold myself to impossible standards anymore.

With that I'll say that monday night I completed work on the sound track to a Web Television show. I've been working on it for a few months. Finishing something felt so good. It felt even better last night when I got home to find payment for the project waiting in my mail box. It's not often I get paid to do what I love, and it feels very good.

Tuesday night I decided to run the 11 miles from the office to my house. I have had a goal of running a half marathon in under 2 hours, and on the run I decided it might be a good time to go for it. Off the bat I'll disclose that I was carrying a back pack, and I didn't stop my timer at stop lights. Excuses out of the way here is what happened. I got to the 11 mile mark and realized I was at 1 hour 40 minutes. I decided to tack on the last 2 miles and go for my goal. Sadly my calf muscles started cramping on me and I was only able to run 12.77 miles in the allotted 2 hours. I didn't technically hit the goal, but I really did.

Love to everyone.