Running Diaries: Perugia

Okay so I've been working on this puppy (who says that? 50 year old men. that's who) for quite some time now because being able to run in Perugia has given me opportunities to see and discover things I would otherwise probably not have found. Another reason to love running.

What's up Jesus?

The convent hill that we do hill repeats on = my death every thursday

An old convent (i would never make it)

From the top (its steeper than it looks I swear)

The track (its right behind the bus station) ugly view right?

Casual.

Favorite time of the day. no contest.

Old aqueduct that used to bring water into the city. Now you can run on it.

See the switch back stairs? Yep.

Prettiest view. This doesn't do it justice.

Trying to show you the olives. The whole park is full of olive trees.

And some kind of nut trees.

Subject for next photography project: hanging laundry. I love it.

I've been really into listening to Frank Sinatra and Michael Buble while I've been running lately. Is that weird?

yes.

Raw diet update: IT SUCKS.  no its really not that bad. However, I was going to try to give up coffee but by 3 this afternoon I felt like I was going to die so I drank a cup. I feel kind of like a cheater. But its coffee! Not food. Right? Right.

I am currently having some life struggles. Not real ones. Just small ones. Like my watch broke, my socks all have holes in them (I don't even know how), my single sheet has a huge rip in it, a loaf of bread is staring at my right now, and there's an obnoxious amount of fruit flies in my kitchen.

Why are these problems? I am constantly looking at my wrist to see what time it is, I feel like a poor person and bottom line I just really love socks, I am OCD about my bed and the ripped sheet is throwing me off, I want to eat the bread, and fruit flies are just plain annoying. What a useless creature.

On the bright side, Scenes from an Italian Restaurant just came on shuffle. Billy Joel. What a game changer.