Sunday Run-Day

I’ve been running about once a week for the last couple of months, usually with my dude. The Sunday before Thanksgiving we’re running a 4 miles race so every weekend we’re prepping for it. Last Sunday we ran 5k through the west side of Central Park and up The Dakota. 

We were 100% dead after. My quads and calves have been super tight lately and this didn’t help. I spent a bunch of time lying face down on my floor in frog pose afterwards. 

Running can still be boring as a calculus class, but it’s better if you run outside and with someone.

On Tuesday, I’d renewed my extremely-expired subscription to TDF and purchased a ticket for David Mamet’s Race for Wednesday night.  

The original plan had been to help my friend Brian play lottery for American Idiot that night.  So I guess you could say I bought the ticket to Race to safeguard myself from being tempted to see American Idiot again if we were to win extra tickets.  Brian canceled but I still had my ticket to Race, so after work, I walked down to Times Square, while bumping into my friend Damien, whom I hadn’t seen in a couple of months (and getting a recommendation got a guitar teacher!), and instead of going home like a sane person would’ve, I decided to hang out, get dinner, and then go to the show.  A tiny part of me wished I was seeing American Idiot, but I knew it was good not to have too much of a good thing and to see something new. 

The cast included James Spader, David Alan Grier, Kerry Washington, and Richard Thomas.  It was about a two lawyers (one black, one white) figuring out how to defend a white man who’s been accused of raping a black woman.  The paralegal happens to be a black woman who is more than sure that the defendant committed the crime when he hits on her upon first meeting.  It taught me a lot about law and how criminal lawyers can spin a case to win it and how they can make sure the jury focuses on one thing, and not another, etc.  David Mamet’s writing was, as always, full of fast paced lines, biting, sarcastic, and matter-of-fact with a bit of snark. 

I liked it for the most part, and the cast was very good.  It was structured very oddly: the first act is about 40 minutes, and the second is about an hour (with a short 2-3 minute pause in between scenes one and two of the second act).  The part where they lost me was the end.  Kerry Washington, as the paralegal, was very good except she has the last line of the play that, I think, it was supposed to be said in more of a powerful and yelling manner than it actually is.  It was just kind of anti-climactic and a bit of a let down. 

Other than that though, it was good and I think maybe a contender for Best New Play at the TONYs this year (a VERY competitive category this year). 

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