After a good 13.1 on Sunday, Monday off, a decent 6.3 on the home Landice on Tuesday (splits - 7:21, 6:54, 6:49, 6:44, 6:23, 6:48). Right ankle still experiencing limited movement, but okay for running, apparently. And, new, starting to feel something in left aductor.
I feel I may be turning a corner in my belief system. Raised Christian (Baptist), I've always been at least a borderline agnostistic. Reading more of Richard Dawkins lately (The Selfish Gene, The God Delusion). Religion seems, more and more than ever to me, to be so made up, make believe. Religion is a virus.
It doesn't even excel in the areas where it supposes to excel - in inspiring awe in and communion with the Cosmos. Rather, it encourages complacence, comfort, and an utter lack in curiosity about the world in which we live. So much emphasis on the afterlife, as if this life, wonderful as it is, is not enough! How greedy can you get? This isn't enough? You want *more* than this? Eternal life?! Jesus Christ!
It's definitely not that Dawkins is convincing me of anything I didn't already feel. Rather he's encouraging me to come out of the closet. I've *always* had serious doubts about religion, from the beginning, 7 yearsof age or even earlier, it just always sounded so fantastic - really? Is this stuff really true? Wow, I mean, it sounds so, well, unbelievable!
I was the kid who asked where the dinosuars fit in in all this, in Sunday School, and was greeted with a cold stare, like what kind of idiotic question is that? Like that question should just not be asked. And that was very unsatisfying.
I almost feel a sense of freedom. Or like I know a secret - The Emperor Has No Clothes! Or like I'm getting away with something. I know everyone else, religious, is, excuse me, full of shit. Allowing myself, for the first time in my life to (almost) embrace athiesm, what I've known in my heart/mind, all the time, to be true.