MediocreFriend

It's addicting! I don't like doing it around large cities like Jerusalem or Paris or Kiev, but rather teeny tiny places on back-roads I'd likely never find myself on physically. I like to figure out what the equivalent to Akron, OH is in Germany. Or what Japanese graffiti looks like in crap neighborhoods. Or how the hell so many Western films look so damn good filmed in Italy or Poland.

It isn't traveling, but it's something, I suppose.

I'd like to thank my special friends, those guys in my ear that pushed me through to to the thirty minute mark: The Chemical Brothers.

First big failure this far in, I guess that counts for something, but goddamn this sucks. My calves started killing me around 12 minutes in and I had to stop. I couldn't even walk it off. They still hurt. If I rub the front of my legs a bit they seem tender. My right knee too, a little. I think I fucked up somehow.

I want to get back on schedule, even if it means starting over entirely. Time isn't really an issue, I have no 5k's scheduled or any fitness goal other than to make running a few miles every other day a regular thing. Or should I try again in a few days right from Week 9? Weeks seven and eight weren't terrible for me, it was just this one goddamn run and I'm pissed off about

They were my friends.

You guys make awesome beer. Thank you for finally letting us drink it.

Sincerely, r/Cleveland

Hi!

First- thank you folks. I've been reading all of your guides from the Beginners Guide to Logical Increments and beyond and so many r/buildapc threads about your builds and your advice to others and successes and failures and it feels, frankly, exciting to learn new shit. This could become a dangerous place which to become addicted.

Second: I apologize for the long goddamn explanation. If tl;dr is starting to happen to you, the stuff in bold is the most pertinent

Here's my deal: I'm a full-time photojournalist at a mid-sized newspaper in the states. Lots of sports, lots of crime, lots of benefits, car wrecks, trials, fairs, parades, fires... lots and lots of photos. Every

Seriously, what the hell.