Everyday out the door on the road is fantastic. I will NEVER forget that. Tonight, around the streets of P-Town running with Tarpskin was fantastic. I was super warmed up off the bike and with a 5 minute transition I bounced out the door. Nothing special other than the act of running on a sore knee that is not actually all that bad for 6 miles around stomping grounds that have shaped my entire adult running career. Much more to come.
I missed the MEW tour this year. I could complain but considering I see nearly all the bands I want to (discussion with Martin Fagan today about how Flagstaff sucks ass for music, and Phoenix is not much better) so if I miss one I really shouldn't be a moaner about it. With this one I am going to moan, a lot. I basically let it fall to a part of my brain where it remained dormant. However tonight I was riding my trainer and "Introducing Palace Players", came on so I decided to check out a live version of the song (see below) and now I am depressed. Roll on U2 and Julian Plenti to curb my ailment!
Big shout out to Mario Fraoli who is suffering yet another Sacral Stress Fracture. It sucks bro and you need to get to the bottom of the issue that is causing it. But keep the eyes open. There is a light that never goes out.