Treadmill Week 154 & What I #AmReading – Extraordinary Series by K.L. Noone

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. I’m officially modifying my original rule of not reading the book-of-the-week off-treadmill. I’m usually going to look at length and try to divide it up somewhat evenly per day, even if that means either closing that book early (if it’s short) or continuing after (if it’s long).

Week 154: November 3, 2019 – November 9, 2019

Sunday 30 min/mile 31:12 min:sec 1 mile
Monday 30 min/mile 34:19 min:sec 1.1 miles
Tuesday 30 min/mile 30:48 min:sec 1 mile
Wednesday 30 min/mile 30:05 min:sec 1 mile
Thursday 30 min/mile 31:20 min:sec 1 mile
Friday 30 min/mile 31:43 min:sec 1 mile
Saturday Mowed, Blowed, Mulched Leaves ~ 2 hours Front & Back

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: “Extraordinary” Books by K.L. Noone: Sundown, Holiday, Beacon & Homecomings

Extraordinary 1: Sundown, Holiday, Beacon

Three superheroes in love! Or one superhero, one former sidekick, and one redeemed supervillain, at least.

Ryan, John, and Holiday have been partners — in every sense of the word — for two years. They’ve saved the world, fallen in love, and remodeled the secret base to include bookshelves and a bigger bed.

But Ryan and John have always been the public face of the team. The world still believes Holiday’s a villain. And he’s been using that reputation to stay undercover and share information. Tonight, though, Holiday comes home injured, and his partners aren’t sure the mission’s worth his life.

Caution: this story also contains lasagna, superhero theatrics, home renovation, a thunderstorm, and very enjoyable use of superpowers in bed.

Extraordinary 2: Homecomings

Sequel to Sundown, Holiday, Beacon

More superheroes in love! This time, it’s a complicated mission: meeting the parents.

With Holiday no longer undercover as a supervillain, they’ve made him a public part of the team … and of their relationship. But that won’t be easy. Ryan’s parents, as the team’s science support, want to know every power-related detail, and ask questions about wedding plans and the future. Holly’s supervillain parents are almost certainly no longer on this plane of reality. And John’s parents love their hero son, but aren’t too sure about his choice of partners. Still, Ryan, John, and Holly have faced worse, together.

Contains mystic portals, one set of overexcited parents, one uncomfortable dinner-party, and blueberry pie.

My favorite lines this week…

✿✿ SUNDAY ✿✿ Sundown, Holiday, Beacon

“He does have persuasive eyelashes,” John said into his shoulder. “All soft and long and pretty. Maybe it’s another superpower.”

✿✿ MONDAY ✿✿ Sundown, Holiday, Beacon

“There’s nothing you can say,” Ryan said, “that’ll scare us away. We swear. come on, we know you don’t know how to do laundry without turning everyone’s socks pink, and we’ve seen you before you’ve had tea in the morning, and your hair gets into the shower drain, and we love you anyway.”

✿✿ TUESDAY ✿✿ Sundown, Holiday, Beacon

The shelf space also contained a ridiculous plush bear that John had bought when Ryan had first moved in. The bear wore a cape and a mask, and clutched a tiny sign in both paws that said I’m super-glad you’re here! John had put him on top of one of the last moving-boxes for Ryan to find; Ryan had said, “That is literally the world’s most super-terrible pun,” because his new partner was clearly a tremendously muscular sentimental dork and also because his chest felt weirdly flutteringly pleased at the thought.

✿✿ WEDNESDAY ✿✿ Homecomings

“Then we’d be thrilled that you have such a healthy and fulfilling sex life.” His mother beamed at him. “Assuming Holiday likes being consensually kidnapped by you, of course. No, I can see that you do, no need to answer that. If you would ever like any advice, about lubrication or aftercare or techniques—or there’s that shop that Tom—you remember your father’s ex-boyfriend Tom?—introduced us to, with the wonderful range of toys that—”


John actually had a hand over his face. “Ma’am…Betty…thanks, but we’re doing fine…”

✿✿ THURSDAY ✿✿ Homecomings

“What’s prompted this sudden concern for my intellectual fulfillment?”

Ryan, unsure how to explain his own snarled-up emotions, shrugged a shoulder.

“We’re always concerned about your fulfillment, kid,” John rumbled, emphasis halfway between an exaggerated leer and genuine honesty. “Nothing sudden about it.”

✿✿ FRIDAY ✿✿ Homecomings

(Replying to Ryan’s question, “What sort of joke would we even come up with regarding throw pillows?”)

(Holiday Jones) had an equally extraordinary capacity to make anything into a sex joke. Which somehow became even naughtier in that plush lord-of-the-manor accent. “Something about firmness, perhaps? How nice and well-stuffed they can be?”

“They’re called throw pillows,” John said, “because I can throw you into a heap of them. And then have sex with you. Speaking of being well-stuffed.”

“That’s not even a good pun,” Ryan argued despairingly, and grabbed Holly’s hands, getting up and tugging their youngest partner along. “You’re both hopeless. John, got that scotch?”

✿✿ SATURDAY ✿✿ (Mowing day, but here’s a bonus snippet from Friday’s reading)

Everyone including the cacti cringed with secondhand embarrassment. Sylvia seemed to be attempting to hide from a Sinister Sorcerer’s wrath at being called shorter than expected, as if Holly might banish her to another dimension on the spot.

John’s ears had hone pink and mortified.

Holly, on the other hand, very obviously put on his talking to people who need reassurance smile, the one that cost him something underneath, and widened those big I swear I don’t do that anymore eyes and tried to emanate harmlessness. In comfortable slacks and that violet cardigan, he almost managed it.

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