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. Iām officially modifying my original rule of not reading the book-of-the-week off-treadmill. Iām 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 itās short) or continuing after (if itās long).
Week 185: June 7, 2020 ā June 13, 2020
| DAY | PACE | TIME | DISTANCE |
| Sunday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 54:20 min:sec | Ā 1.8 miles |
| Monday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 30:07 min:sec | Ā 1 mile |
| Tuesday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 30:10 min:sec | Ā 1 mile |
| Wednesday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 30:12 min:sec | Ā 1 mile |
| Thursday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 31:01 min:sec | Ā 1 mile |
| Friday | Ā 30 min/mile | Ā 30:14 min:sec | Ā 1 mile |
| Saturday | Mowed Lawn | Ā ~ 2 hours | Ā Lots |
What Iām 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: Ripples & Waves by L.A. Witt
Amazon: Kindle (KU) | Audiobook | Paperback
Colin Everroad should be dead, but after his lobster boat founders during a violent storm off the Maine coast, he wakes up on a beach. Heās cold, but unscathed⦠with strange memories of a face he canāt conjure and a voice he doesnāt recognize.
No one can explain it, but a friend suggests Colin was saved by one of the mer. Except the mer donāt exist. Do they? But⦠that face. That voice.Ā SomeoneĀ was in the water with him. Someone saved him. If not a mer, then who? And whoever it was, Colin wants to see his face.
Lir broke protocol by rescuing a land person, but he couldnāt just let the man drown. When he disobediently resurfaces to see his beautiful land man, he knows itās only a matter of time before heās forbidden to leave the depths again.
One clandestine visit turns into more. Soon, Colin and Lir are meeting at the shore as often as possible, and the connection between them deepens. The only problem is that neither can live in the otherās world. Or can they?
Then Lir finds a way for them to be together, but only for a little while⦠and at a cost. As time grows short, they have to choose: does Lir return to the sea and never see Colin again, or stay forever with the man he loves in a world that will never love them?
Ripples & Waves is a modern, queer retelling of Hans Christian Andersenās The Little Mermaid.
My favorite lines this weekā¦
āæāæ SUNDAY āæāæ
I nodded slowly. āWhoa.ā Wiping a hand over my face, I sighed. āI never thought thereād be a time when āyou had temporary gills and then a merman tossed you onto a beachā would be the most plausible explanation for⦠well, anything.ā
āæāæ MONDAY āæāæ
There were people in my life who I couldnāt say for sure would have lifted a finger to pull me out of that water.
But Lirā¦
Lir couldnāt let me drown.
āæāæ TUESDAY āæāæ
āSon of a bitch!ā I put the coffeepot down as I shook out my other hand, sending a few drips flying. Iād been drinking coffee since I was like thirteen and always managed to get it in the cup without incident, but this was the third time this week Iād splashed some on my hand.
Grumbling to myself, I shoved my hand under the faucet and let cold water run on it for a few seconds. I didnāt even have to ask why I was this distracted. I knew exactly why.
āæāæ WEDNESDAY āæāæ
āYouāve been acting weird lately anyway,ā Dad said. āEver since that incident on the boat, you havenāt been yourself. Weāve barely seen you except when your mother comes down to the guesthouse. Whatās going on?ā I wondered if other dads sounded worried when they asked that, rather than resigned like they were asking the mechanic, āWhatās wrong and how much is it going to cost me?ā
āæāæ THURSDAY āæāæ
Overwhelm me? Oh, heād passed that point the moment his lips had first touched mine, long before Iād ever left the water for him. Lying here together, our bodies entangled beneath the warm sheet, I was far beyond overwhelmed, and I craved more.
āæāæ FRIDAY āæāæ
Maybe it was magic. Maybe it was fate. All I knew was I would never stop loving the way our bodies fit together like they were made for each other.
āæāæ SATURDAY āæāæ
āI love you, Lir,ā I said into the stillness. āIf I could promiseā¦ā I choked on my own words, and wiped my eyes with a shaky hand. I couldnāt promise it, so why torture myself by saying it out loud? Yeah, I could promise him that I would love him with every fiber of my being until the end of time, but everything Iād said to him when Iād let him go still stood.

