Well that didn't last long

Aaand it's a month later, and the 3-day workout running plan is dead.

This is a natural byproduct of what I have come to called the Great Uhlig Scheming Cycle. It starts with a problem.

"Hmm, I don't seem to be running enough to sooth my ego and negate the insecurities in my life. I think I need to be running at least 24 miles a week."

The number, of course is chosen arbitrarily, probably because it sounds good. Yeah, 24. I like the ring of that.

Then comes the brainstorming phase. "Maybe I should run to work." "Maybe I could build a cart, and run to get the groceries." "Or maybe I could devise a program that is seemingly doable and based on common sense."

The third thought spawned the 5-2-5 cycle of running. It seemed to be reasonable. And it was. And it went great for, well, about a week.

Then I jetted off to Seattle for vacation where a disconcerting shift in time and family obligations and negotiations wreaked havoc with the plan.

Then I got back from vacation and arrived home where a disconcerting shift in time and work obligations and negotiations wreaked havoc with the plan.

Then I got tired.

Then I got bored.

Then I thought, gee, I want to go for a bike ride.

The 5-2-5 plan is but a distant mother, another project sitting on the shelf gathering dust, along with the novel, the woodworking tools, the guitar and a myriad of other victims of the Great Uhlig Scheming Cycle.