Sunday, September 28, 2014

 

My mother and grandmother joined me for dinner tonight. Although Carole and I moved to Southern California nearly four months ago, the only time I’m able to see my mom and grandma is when we meet for dinner. Although the decades I served in prison prepared me for the challenges of imprisonment, they did not prepare me for the nuances of a social life. If the conversation doesn’t concern business, strategy, or creating plans, I feel completely out of place. I simply don’t know how to converse in the ways that others find so easy. It’s as if I speak a foreign language. I’m aware of such inadequacies whenever I’m taken away from my work. Someday I may develop social graces that others find so easy, but I don’t know when someday will come.

 

Days since my release from prison: 412

Miles that I ran today: 7.31

Miles that I ran so far this week: 7.31

Miles that I’ve run during the month of September: 141.93

Miles that I ran so far in 2014: 1,852.92

Miles that I need to run in order to reach my annual goal of 2,400 miles: 547.08

Miles I’m ahead of schedule to reach my 2,400-mile goal by the end of 2014: 65.88

My weight for today: 168