Do I want to run in eighty degree heat or ninety degree heat? Or in neither.
Unfortunately I’m going to do one. And I think it’s going to be the former. I’m already sick of the tennis elbow, even after having it for ten weeks to then have it diagnosed and find out I could’ve just bought the strap thing on my own and hopefully had it resolved by now….
Have I already complained about it?
I’m also running low on podcasts. Since dumping “The Talk Show” and “Dithering”—it’s weird how Ben Thompson appears so much less icky compared to his cohosts by virtue of not going out of his way to be a shitty white guy while still being, basically, a neolib—it’s hard to keep enough for ten hours on Fridays.