nothing good.

(image: Gavin)
I may or may not have mentioned that Yohei, Ben, and I went to this party/gathering thing on Saturday night, but something that stuck in my head came right back when I saw this photo. I mean, look at my expression. It's like Chris was telling me his cat died, but he wasn't.
It's been a while since I've had to make small talk, and thankfully there were enough good friends of mine there (like Amy and Chris) that the talk wasn't all small, yet I found myself answering the "What have you been up to for the past Xnumberofmonths you've been in hiding?" with a simple, "nothing good."
OK, so it's not like nothing good is happening, it's just that it's all happening slowly, and it's not interesting to strangers, and it's about as exciting as this blog has become. I get up, I run, I go to work, I come home, I sit on the couch with Ben and our broken dog. The most exciting thing that happened to me today was that Ben made me coffee and left a note next to it saying "the lotion to keep your motion going," or something like that, that made me giggle a lot and wonder a little. So, it's not like nothing is going on, or that everything going on is bad, but just that there's nothing good enough to be interesting.
In my third Chicago winter I'm learning that this is par for the course. We all disappear for 3-5 months, we all do nothing exciting. I should stop acting like it's a bad thing, it's just a winter thing.
And in the uninteresting news department, I failed once again at a pace run, but this time because I averaged 20 seconds/mile faster than I should have. Which I guess is good, but I still am not meeting the goal of learning how to run at marathon pace.