Treadmill Week 75 & What I #amreading – Murder Takes the High Road by Josh Lanyon

Treadmill Goals/Tracking

  • Get on the treadmill (or equivalent exercise) daily
  • Pace is fine at 30 min/mile, although I may up it on occasion
  • Time range between 30 minutes and 1 hour per day
  • Distance 1-2 miles per day
  • Read the chosen book, which I won’t allow myself to read outside of my treadmill time, hopefully motivating me to reach or exceed the above goals (exception…at the end of the week where a book is highlighted, I will finish it off-treadmill so I can feature something new the next week)

Week 75: April 29, 2018 – May 5, 2018

Sunday  30 min/mile  30:35 min:sec  1 mile
Monday  30 min/mile  30:17 min:sec  1 mile
Tuesday  30 min/mile  32:29 min:sec  1 mile
Wednesday  30 min/mile  34:14 min:sec  1.1 miles
Thursday  30 min/mile  31:34 min:sec  1 mile
Friday  30 min/mile  30:19 min:sec  1 mile
Saturday Don’t know. Mowed front yard. Approximately 30 minutes. Still read, though. ♡ Finished the book!

What I’m Reading

Note: Although I will try to avoid them, my weekly reading snippets may or may not contain spoilers, so read at your own risk.

What I #amreading: Murder Takes the High Road by Josh Lanyon


My favorite lines this week:

✿✿ SUNDAY ✿✿

Alison introduced our bus driver as Hamish MacLaren. Hamish looked to be in his late eighties and wore glasses that might have been borrowed from Mr. Magoo. He offered animated and absolutely unintelligible words of greeting, which received a hearty round of applause.

✿✿ MONDAY ✿✿

Alison boarded, began her headcount and was informed by Yvonne that I had callously left my roommate languishing while I gorged myself on scrambled eggs and sausages. Well, she didn’t exactly put it that way, but there was definitely a witness-for-the-prosecution tone to her update.


It was strange how you could love someone, but really not know them very well. Or maybe I had known him, but he had changed. Maybe Vance brought out the worst in him. Or maybe the worst in him was what brought out Vance.


I looked at John. He was doing his best impression of a hypnotic gaze. I sighed, stopped rubbing my elbow, which I’d banged on the bannisters. “I’m sure.”


“RV camping?” he asked suspiciously.

“That’s not camping.”

“Exactly,” he said in the tone of one who has just won a bitter argument. “Exactly.”

“I grinned. I liked John. Man of Secrets or not.

✿✿ FRIDAY ✿✿

The door was locked. As expected.

I had joked to John that a good hard wiggle would unlock the door, but several wiggles—and a couple of yanks—later, I was still on the outside of Rose’s room.

I stared at the door for a few more minutes, but that didn’t do the trick either.


I glanced across at John, who was morosely sipping coffee, holding the cup in both hands like someone with a hangover. Or someone who hadn’t slept much. His lashes rose, he caught my eye and winked.

Ridiculously, I wasn’t sure how to respond. I’ve never been a winker. I offered a weak grin, but he was already back to communing over his morning brew.

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