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Sometimes I write blog entries in my head while I run. -- Usually get back home and let go of them. During my run tonight I kept my head from writing, and promised myself I'd post upon returning home.

The jury's out on the direction of this journal. I've been feeling that just as soon as I've figured some things out a bit, I'd be ready to starting talking here. I'm figuring out, though, that I won't be doing any solid figuring out anytime soon.

Now that the hometime holiday face-stuffing festival has mostly ended, save a few leftovers I brought back to CLE, I can get back to laying down my base training for April's Boston Marathon, working, struggling against habits, geeking out with wireless inet in the livingroom, and everything else.

My library goods are nearly due, so I'm watching The Miles Davis Story as I write this. I bet Miles never watched a documentary in his life.