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You know what I'm NOT thankful for this Thanksgiving month? I'm not thankful for that jelly-bellied security guard wanna-be cop who got IN FRONT OF MY LANE & I nearly lost my balance trying to avoid crashing into tonight on the DHS high school track at 5 p.m. because his wobbly ass wanted me off "PRIVATE PROPERTY." WHAT IN THE FOOOOCK? Anyway, I guess he first ran off the only other runner out there, a guy, but then waited for me, I guess lurking behind the bleachers, for me to go ahead and run TWO MORE LANES while it got dark (right around sunset at the time) so he could step in front of me less then a few feet from him as he stretched his arms as if he was going to tackle me! By then I had already ripped off my headset & was trying to get ready to dial 911 as he was yelling at me. So I ask him what the hell he means by private property and that the track gates were open when me and the other citizen runner got there. He said, STILL TRYING TO GET IN FRONT OF ME as I dodged him but backs off when I am again going to dial 911. /excuse the typo mess but still on fricking anger and running adrenaline! So he says something about this NOT being public property and at the top of his lung "LEAVE NOW!" So I ask him where through as I'm going around him and he points to the walkway behind the main bleachers -- the only gate that he's left open now, I guess. So I head off cussing & fussing and mofo hops on his rent-a-cop car and FOLLOWS BEHIND ME LIKE A CREEPER!!! So I run out the opposite way of my usual route and do like I'm going to the gated community across the street and then his car squeals off in the opposite directions. I get on the phone with Will until I reach the police station and report this idiot; maybe they'll talk to his ass about jumping in front of women on a track alone after you've run off the only other person/witness. EFF THIS TOWN. I'm now thoroughly convinced it's a crime to stay fit in Desert Hot Springs. I've never had this problem running on the Palm Springs high school track and I've run in the morning and the afternoon and up until 7 p.m. Everything's cool there as long as you don't interfere with other runners or there's no track meets or games going on. Hell I've even ran while there's soccer games going on. OY! So yeah, going to start packing my running gear & hit the PSHS track again after work./end rant

"Come to think about it, my life is just on yet another spiral, and I need to honor it. I need to do all those things I want to do, without over-scheduling myself to the point when I hate doing each and every one of them, even if I started them exactly because I love them. When running needs to come - it will come back, it always did, on its own terms."  - Olga, Run More Talk Less

I've been feeling this quote from one of my favorite bloggers.  Especially the last two weeks, because after running more often on the track after I went on work hiatus, I have suddenly been inundated again by work and also by random family and menstrual interruptions that have put me back on barely getting in one track run this week and the week before that two track runs and huffing on my elliptical the rest of the time.  AND I've been pretty plain, old-fashioned lazy.  And today my little red pal surprised me; no cramps, just unusually insurmountable sluggishness this week to herald little red's monthly visit.

Anyway, about my previous DHS comments, I have to say that the town has gotten exponentially more livable the past four years, especially in the last two, mostly because of county, state and federal funds that improved busted roads and got a Boys & Girls Club and "wellness center" and small gym (also funded through the generous funding of a rich guy whose name I can't recall right now).  The influx of more and more regular people has also helped.  By "regular" I mean people without a meth habit, usually without recent felonies, and mostly with jobs to keep and who move here because it's where housing is most affordable, not because it's where their LA or San Bernardino parole officers told them to go so as to lighten those counties' burdens.

What else is new?  Oh yeah, I'm getting back to regular chanting, and that has focused me more the last three days and got me to a place where I can stop beating myself up over letting go of that 4-day-per-week track running momentum I had going in the beginning of the month.  It also helped to put to work the suggestion by one of the speakers at the October monthly "World Peace Prayer" meeting to focus on my heart when I chant, and also on what's weighing most on my mind, or as she put it, "Focus on what keeps you awake, or makes you weep at night."  The heart thing I imagined as having the sound of the chanting coming through my heart.  And that immediately brings me back from random mental distractions to the present and to the sound of my voice coming from my throat and mouth and out through my heart, too.

So I got this all out finally, after almost forgetting about this blog since I last procrastinated about it.

Yay me.