a fish died today. i hate our fish tank. i used to love it. i nurtured it, cleaned it, admired it. then one day martin told his grandmother that, "it practically takes care of itself." funny how since he wasn't tending to it, it clearly was self-sustaining. let's just say, it's not the lovely tank it once was. i don't suppose i should take out my resentment on the fish. they are fed daily and i top off the water when it becomes grossly low. it's not like srs is going to come haul them away.
i ran again today. i made it a little easier on myself by taking walking breaks of about a minute following each mile. i made it a little more than three and a half miles. i think that way i'll be more likely to be able to add distance. and my legs don't seem to be angry (yet). i'd love to be able to run a half-marathon eventually. good thing eventually is a long long time from now.