Life is beautiful . . .

You can’t quit until you try

You can’t live until you die

You can’t learn to tell the truth

Until you learn to lie

You can’t breathe until you choke

You gotta laugh when you’re the joke

There’s nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive

Just open your eyes

Just open your eyes

And see that life is beautiful

Will you swear on your life

That no one will cry at my funeral?

-Sixx:A.M., Life is Beautiful

Tonight's run was fabulous. Cool, with a slight drizzle of rain towards the end. Bittersweet and odd: on the way back, I felt a strange desire to run through the graveyard, and it made me think of running through the cemetary in Alabama with my parents. I'm not sure what choked me up worse, the amazing monuments in the memorial parks or missing them.

I kept my heart rate way too low, and I haven't quite calibrated the footpod on my Polar SD monitor. But the run was great - consistent, enjoyable, and not terribly painful. You can't ask for much more than that. There's nothing like a great run to make you feel alive.