sleep-running and flat daddies

There’s been a bit of comment around the traps recently about this:

Flat daddies

It’s a semi-federally funded US program that provides full-size printed posters of parents who are serving overseas in the US military. I guess they’re supposed to be some sort of substitute (although the website doesn’t use that word) for the real thing.

There’s something almost comical about the idea, especially the photo of the cutout sitting on the back seat of the car. It’s deluded, ridiculous. It’s almost enough to laugh, but in only in the way that you sometimes have to laugh at something really awful.

And it is really awful, the damage war does to people and families and ordinary lives. Imagine what those poor kids must be feeling at the moment.

Running
A mid-week long run this morning, again starting and finishing in darkness. I did 16k including around 8k on the pitch-black Dandenong Creek trail.

I had my head-lamp for illumination, but it was still a bit eerie. There was fog, and strange shapes looming up at me everywhere. What’s more, I didn’t see a soul until I reached Wantirna road and headed for home.

As for the running itself - there wasn’t much to tell. Bog-standard 5 minute ks; predictable, unchallenging. That being said, I think I was at least 45% asleep for most of it, so who knows?

Tomorrow, some fartlek to spice things up a bit.