From running log:
No entry, did not run.
30 years later:
I was still taking anti-inflammatories and lying on a heating pad all day, trying to get my upper back muscles to stop cramping. I decided it would be stupid to run, even though I was actually feeling much, much better. Instead, I claimed a spot on the floor and spent the afternoon watching the NFL on television from flat on my back. I was of course a Green Bay Packer fan, even though they were pretty bad that season (they finished with 5 wins and 11 losses). On this particular Sunday, they lost to the Minnesota Vikings. The Packers' coach was Bart Starr, a former quarterback who had led the team under Vince Lombardi to several championships, but unfortunately didn't turn out to be much of a coach. At quarterback, the Packers had David Whitehurst, a burly young fella without much brain, or so it seemed. He had somehow unseated Lynn Dickey, who would of course come back and replace Whitehurst a bit later (we were calling the poor guy Lame Ducky that season). The standing joke about Dickey was that the President should send him over to Iran, because he was good at it that he could easily 'over-throw' the Ayatollah, after all, he over-threw everybody else. The Packers of 1979 just weren't the cream of the crop. We loved 'em anyway, and because we expected them to lose it was fairly relaxing to lay there and watch that prediction come true, or sometimes be pleasantly surprised when they actually won a game. The Packers have been a very successful team over the past 15 years, but back in the late-70s and early-80s they were pretty consistently awful.
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