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I'm settling into this solitude thing. The trick is not to be alone. Not all the time. I've seen three Springsteen shows in the last ten days. Coached practice every day. Headed over to the local with a book just to be around noise. I'm recording podcasts about The Long Run — no need to tell all of you that it comes out this Tuesday. Pretty sure I've stated that one too many times in this space. I also recorded a great interview with NPR's Morning Edition yesterday. Day Two of the Arcadia Invitational track meet is going on as I write, though I won't be attending. I didn't go last night either. When it's a choice between driving two hours each way in traffic and then fighting for a parking spot or watching a live stream before a roaring fire, I will take the computer every time. I know this breaks the thing I said about not being alone but I've only got so much emotional bandwidth. Getting back from Springsteen at midnight twice this week put me in no mood to make yet another drive to LA.
When I finish writing this blog I am going to Target because I woke up this morning thinking I should start a skin care regimen and also buy new candles because they make the house smell nice. I may go for a long walk in O'Neill to clear my head. You'd think I'd be doing a lot of cardio right now but I haven't run or ridden the Peloton in awhile. Just feels like too much energy.
So while I've got a running book coming out (did I say it was this Tuesday?), the slower pace yields the contemplation I crave right now. Forty-two days into this grieving thing. Time flies. I'll be a couch potato today and watch the Masters but I'll start running again Monday.
I am in the strange position of doing anything I want right now. I guess that's the "three Springsteen concerts in ten days” rule. I may actually fly back east for the Boston and DC shows.
But I am restless, like a caged lion, glad for the distraction of the upcoming pub date. Only then can I start thinking about some crazy adventure I might want to undertake.
Off to Target. Don't forget that The Long Run comes out this Tuesday.