Levy Trail South

I walked Levy Trail South early this afternoon in 31:57.

Levy Trail South

I walked Levy Trail South and lunchtime today in 32:14.

Levy Trail Loop

I walked the Levy Trail Loop at lunchtime today in 31:35.

QUESTION  OF THE DAY
Does anyone other than I, as a matter of routine, attempt to walk, stand, or sit at least six feet from others regardless of the circumstance?*
*I just spent fifteen minutes at Kroger and had two misses, both of which were rendered unavoidable by others. This game takes patience and a willingness to walk further, but that's all

Levy Trail South

I walked Levy Trail South this morning in 32:51. Rain from Hurricane Laura began to fall in Levy just as I started my walk a couple of hours ago. Laura is forecasted to strike the greater Levy metropolitan area tonight as its first tropical storm since Rita in September 2005. All hatches are buttoned.
Laura was no Rita. It came in much earlier than projected, which a man on TV said helped degrade it. According to the National Weather Service's website at 6:09 p.m., only 2.1 inches of rain have fallen since this morning. The wind topped out at 29 mph. We have had far more significant thunderstorms this year. Obviously, we will have to wait a while for our next tropical storm.

Levy Trail South

I walked Levy Trail South early this morning in 33:19.

Burns Park Championship Course

Ed, Dan, and I played Burns Park Championship Course this morning. Dan scored 76. Ed and I scored 88.

Pam's Path, Jr.

I walked Pam's Path, Jr., at lunchtime today in 1:04:25, with splits of 16:22, 16:05, 16:15, and 15:43.

OVERHEARD
"It didn't take anything. I could just say, 'Black people in South Carolina.' "
—male African-American comedian on NPR this morning on how easy it was to make Vice President Biden cry

Levy Trail South

I walked Levy Trail South at lunchtime today in 32:40.
I weighed 179.0 pounds this morning and have weighed under 180 the last three. This is my first time in the 170s since August 2018, when I was in training for my last 50K. Next up, a dip into the 160s, where I haven't been since c. December 2010, when I was stuck in Nashville with Miss Jane.

Levy Trail South/Burns Park Championship Course.

I walked Levy Trail South in 28:40, with landmark splits of 5:15, (47th St., par 5:30), 8:28(43rd St., 9:00), 13:07 (14:00, 38th St.), 17:38 (34th St., 19:00), 22:10 (38th St., 24:00), 26:45 (43rd St., 29:00), and 1:54 (home, 31:00).
I'm pretty sure I won't break par on the golf course today.
Ed, Dan, and I played Burns Park Championship Course this morning. Dan scored 75, Ed 87, and I scored 91. My short game was not very good. As evidence, I used 38 putts. I had nines of 44 and 47.

Levy Trail 5K

I walked the Levy Trail 5K late this afternoon in 48:35, with splits of 16:01, 15:45, and 15:20.

Burns Park Tournament Course/Levy Trail South

I walked Levy Trail South late this afternoon in 31:29.
This morning Ed, Dan, and I played Burns Park Tournament Course. Dan scored 84, Ed 88, and I scored 91, with nines of 42 and 49. I used 33 putts.

Burns Park Championship Course/Pam's Path, Jr./Levy Trail

I played the back nine of Burns Park Championship Course this morning in 42, with 4 pars, 4 bogies, and 1 double. I used 11 putts, which might be a personal record for fewest over nine holes. I had seven one-putts, mostly due to successful chips. Of those seven, five were inside two feet. I made the other two from four and six feet.
Late this morning, I walked Pam's Path, Jr., in 1:03:38, with splits of 16:07, 16:09, 16:07, and 15:15. Late this afternoon, I walked for 33:07 on the Levy Trail, mostly in the shade.

Levy Trail Loop

I walked the Levy Trail Loop late this morning in 31:55.

QUESTION OF THE DAY
Why can't PBS find a comparable replacement for Charlie Rose, not counting the walking-around-naked part?

Levy Trail South/Burns Park Championship Course

I walked Levy Trail South this morning in 29:41. I really didn't mean to start at 4:30 a.m., but I woke up and had to say fuck it. Joe silently watched me from the foot of my front bedroom bed and was delighted to see me get up so early. He's been a lot better cat for the last few months.
There is nothing but red west of here on the weather.com radar, so it looks as if my return to golf is off for a while. Maybe I can get Ed to go at noon or so once this stuff goes through
Ed Pennington and I played Burns Park Championship late this morning and early afternoon. Ed scored 84 and I scored 87, with nines of 42 and 45. I had 7 pars, 7 bogies, 3 doubles, and 1triple. I used 29 putts.

Levy Trail/Poplar Street Loop

Several other Geezers and I walked for 2:07:28 on the Levy Trail this morning. Actually, the group started from a parking lot behind Spectators, close to I-30, and walked there from my house to join them. I think I went a bit less than six miles.
Wait a minute. I probably went close to seven miles, or a bit more, somewhere close to a mile and a half more than the group.
Starting at about 6:45 p.m., I walked one lap of the Poplar Street Loop in 18:02 and completed the course in 34:51.

EXCERPTS FROM THE TRASH*
May 28, 2006
LITTLE ROCK — Pickle's confidence epitomized incongruity juxtaposed by swirls of pure panic.
He ran through Section 13 and had no idea.
With him were Gomer, Smutte Queen, In Bred, and In Bred's dog Socrates.
"Where are we?" Gomer said.
"Fuck if I know," Socrates said. "What's that smell? It can't be fried cats, can it?"
"Fried cats?" Queen said.
"I'm just telling you, it smells like a fucking fried cat."

* * *

Section 13 is a maze inconsistent with any topography known to man. It consists of 10,006 miles of trails packed into 35 square feet of real estate. It has baffled scientists for centuries, casting upon its visitors and victims an anomaly of warped time, spectral fissures, and superluminal loopholes that simultaneously lead nowhere and everywhere.
Pickle was certain he and his companions were close to their cars, 15 miles west of downtown Little Rock, until they found themselves overlooking the Yalong River, 15 miles northeast of Chamdo, Tibet.
"Well, I'll be buttfucked," Pickle said.
"That's if you're lucky," Rockamundo said.
"No, really, this isn't so bad," Gomer said. "Tiny Tim and I ended up here on DNR's run two years ago. We had to eat fried cats for a week, but no one buttfucked us."
"Actually, if you want to know the truth, I was kind of disappointed," Tim said.

*from a big, heavy bag full of Trashes that Elaine brought by Pete's house this morning

38th Street Loop/Levy Trail South

It has been at least several years since a fast walk went as easily as this one. I walked the 38th Street Loop late this morning in 29:02, and the time was a pleasing surprise.
I was hypoglycemic enough on my walk of Levy Trail South this evening that two women, one in a car and the other on foot, asked if I needed help. I explained to them I was close to home but thanked them for their concern. I also asked them to keep an eye on me. Unlike with the dog, I did not stop my watch, so I completed the route in 39:14.

Levy Trail 10K

This new Levy Trail 10K standard should stand a bit longer than six days, as the last one did. I walked it this morning in 1:31:20 (3 minutes, 2 seconds faster than last week), with splits of 15:05, 14:58, 14:51, 14:25, 14:54, and 14:19. En route, I was kind of haunted by the fence where the dog tried to hang himself yesterday evening. That's going to endure for a while.
For one thing, I hesitated. I probably spent at least a second or two in place. Maybe longer (I was in a sort of dream-like state. It was truly surreal). Part of my calculus was founded on a fear the dog might bite me. He was big, panicked, and, after all, chained to the ground on the other side of the fence for some reason. As I ran toward him, I did decide that a painful bite might warrant a dash around the house to pound on the front door or try to get into the fenced-in space, but by then, I knew I had no choice but to lift the dog out of immediate danger.
By the way, he was a nice-looking fellow, but filthy. I wore a light-weight white golf shirt, which I noticed was coated across the front in dirt turned to mud by my sweat. When I left, two people from the dog's home helped the policewoman and two policemen, who apparently responded to a call from the first responder, chase down the dog, who got away when the policewoman unhooked his chain. I overheard her attempt to explain to the owners what had happened as I walked toward home. "The dog was hanging by the chain you put on it," she said.

OVERHEARD
"Yes sir. So are you. You make me have to go faster."
—30-year-old slightly overweight man after Pete said, "Man, you're getting after it." He was walking at an impressive pace

Pam's Path/Levy Trail South

I walked Pam's Path this morning in 1:03:26, with splits of 15:55, 15:54, 16:11, and 15:27.
I was on the Levy Trail late this afternoon, a little over two minutes from my house when I saw a big dog hanging on a heavy chain over a solid seven-foot fence with his hind feet two feet off the ground. He had apparently jumped over the fence from his backyard. I was about seventy-five yards away, and before me was a seventy-pound tan dog spinning in circles in an impossible struggle to climb back over the fence and breathe. Believe it or not, I found I can still run pretty fast. I kind of sprinted across a ditch, a street, and part of the dog's yard and lifted him high enough that he was no longer choking. Even in my arms, the poor thing was so panicked he couldn't relax enough for me to free him from the chain. I needed help and turned to look for traffic on 42nd Street. Two cars drove by without stopping before a policewoman in a North Little Rock SUV saw me wave at her with the dog clinched in my left arm. I have never felt more relieved. She hustled over and unhooked the chain.
I walked Levy Trail South in 31:56 and am a bit embarrassed to report that as I ran to grab the dog, I thought to stop my watch.

Pam's Path

I walked Pam's Path this morning in 1:02:44, with splits of 16:15, 15:46, and 30:43 for the final two miles. My legs have been particularly springy the last week or so. I don't think I will ever again call myself a runner, but I might try to run soon.
Now I will begin to warm up to cheer like two motherfuckers for Bryson DeChambeau and Brooks Koepka to win the PGA Championship, with a preference for Koepka. I am currently watching Tiger Woods play the final round with a nobody named Tom Hoge (pronounced hoagie, as in a sandwich), who's one of those self-conscious never-smile fucks, e.g. Ricky Fowler.

OVERHEARD
"We are speaking with Keith McGee, the interim superintendent of the North Little Rock school district in Little Rock, Arkansas."
—host of the Sunday, August 9, edition of Morning Edition on National Public Radio. Pete sent an email to the ignorant sons of bitches

Levy Trail South

I walked Levy Trail South on Levy's hottest afternoon in weeks in 30:01. The walk was an attempt to warm up for the toughest task in golf, which is to listen to Jim Nantz for six consecutive hours.

OVERHEARD
"I'm sorry, ma'am. I didn't mean to get so close."
—apology from a female clerk who accidentally walked within two feet of Pete at the Jacksonville Walmart this morning

Levy Trail Loop/Burns/Park Tournament Course

I walked the Levy Trail Loop this morning in 29:15. Now for a round of golf.
After today's round, I believe it is time to take a few days off. John Czarnecki, Ed Pennington, Dan Young, and I played Burns Park Tournament Course this morning. Dan scored 76, Ed, 87, I scored 90, and John 95.

Burns Park Loop

Five other Geezers and I walked the Burns Park Loop this morning in 2:09:42. Three watches reported that we went somewhere between 5.6 and 5.9 miles.

Levy Trail 10K/Levy Trail South

I walked the Levy Trail 10K this morning in a course-record-shattering 1:34:22, with splits of 15:25, 15:32 (30:57); 15:35 (46:32), 14:56 (1:01:28), 15:18 (1:16:45), and 14:45 (1:31:30).
Significantly burdened by hypoglycemia, I walked Levy Trail South late this afternoon in 34:30.

Maple Street Loop/Burns Park Tournament Course

I walked the Maple Street Loop at dawn today in 31:31 and will, I believe, tee off on Burns Park Championship Course about forty-three minutes from now. I hope to break 80 and not have any scores higher than bogey (which Ed said is an unrealistic objective).
John, Steve Grace, Ed, Dan, and I played Burns Park Tournament Course today. Dan scored 79, Steve 85, John 90, I scored 91, and Ed 94. I had nines of 46 and 45 and used 33 putts. I had three doubles and two triples.

Levy Trail North

I walked Levy Trail North at lunchtime today in 31:48, with splits of 16:30 and 15:18.
Last night, I went to Elizabeth Krupsaw's wedding, from which the pictures are gonna look weirder than two motherfuckers. Afterward, I walked into the reception in a Rivermarket restaurant-bar Jeff and Jill leased, dropped off my gifts, and got the fuck out. It looked like a lot of fun and one of those television shorts we've all seen from what became epicenters of the new coronavirus. You know, where you go, fuck, what were they goddamn thinking?
By the way, Elizabeth has matured into a beauty. She married a funny, nice guy named Mark (I know from the last half-dozen Thanksgivings) who is at work on a Ph.D. in history from Oklahoma State.

Allsopp Park

Five other Geezers and I walked from the base of Allsopp Park into Hillcrest and back this morning. Tom Zaloudek and I finished the beautifully designed loop in 1:06:00. At 9:35 a.m., it is 74°F and dry as Melba Toast in greater Little Rock, including Levy.