Such As It Was

Strong breezes this morning, 9°, and the headwinds shifted so that I was running into the breeze more than half of the way. Still, I didn’t feel too bad (I mean, for someone who’s running and wheezing) and I came in at roughly 10:22; it’s hard to be exact, cos I fumbled with the timer…

Reading and Difference

The fundamental condition of interpretive practice is difference. Thus, every heremenutic that aims at — or takes as its founding premise — a correctness or identity (in the sense of a an interpretation that attains conceptual homology with a given criterion, ordinarily ‘the intention of the author at the momment of inscription’) begins in the…

Not Much To Say

Winter reminds me of another reason I hate running: winter. Luckily, it provides a very strong incentive to get the run over with as rapidly as my boy will allow: that, too, is winter. 1°, very light breezes, 10:27. Somehow the timer on my phone got switched from its usual straight-ahead digital timer to a…

Perception and Reality

I thought I was running at a decent pace, but I must not have been stretching out my legs enough. To be fair, that makes sense, as the pavements are coated with wet, almost-frozen leaves. Still, 10:53 was a disappointment. I slept later than usual, hence was running a bit later than usual (to have…