Wake-Up Bomb

So I made one simple request of my fellow runner and colleague, Mr. E. Pendleton (by whose name some of my students refer to me, strangely enough. Yes, Mr. Pendleton. Whatever. They can call me whatever they want), and that was to call me in the morning at 5:30 to get me up and at'em for a morning run. Well, I woke to my alarm at 7:30. The no-show call was welcome, however, as I've been extremely tired this week, still recovering from my whirlwind vacation.

Today I went out and did a quick 4.5-miler, not having time to get in a longer run, what with the laundry, dishes, pie-making, and Peace Train-practicing (Yusuf Islam, formerly known as Cat Stevens, formerly known as Steven Georgiou, while arguably a freedom-hater - though not my argument, mind you - in recent years, was most certainly not in 1971 when this anthem was penned) that needed to be done.

You cannot tell me this dude wasn't practicing what he was preaching. Lest there be any doubt of his sincerity, take a gander at those boots and bracelet. If you're not getting the message with those duds, I don't know what will work. The name Cat Stevens is synonymous with "peace", got it?Note to the haters!: He's the SAME GUY, just in different threads and facial hair; what's inside hasn't changed. He's still performing 'Peace Train', for heaven's sake!

It was in the 30s this afternoon, so I was pretty comfortable on my run, and didn't have to wear as many layers. The black fleece hood I've been donning all winter is annoying as heck and makes me feel like a ninja. There are plenty of folks out there who think the world of ninjas; I do not. Didn't need to wear the fleece hood today.
Pie turned out just okay. What wasn't okay was the Hannaford brand all-purpose flour that I used. Let that be a lesson - don't buy store-brand flour to try to save a few nickles. Stuff is garbage. May as well've used sand.


Tomorrow there'll be no time for an after-school run, so an early am jaunt will be required if I have a prayer of running any spring marathons.

Pendleton, if you let me down this time, so help me...