By the next time I've written, I hope I can say that I have had a successful test in bringing my legs online for 5K training. Since shutting everything down, I don't know where I'm at—there's been an absence of any pain for the last couple of days, so that tells me I'm good, right?

The tight and pain irritation in my left shoulder remains along with the dinged elbow on that side, so my bag gloves will remain on the shelf…

Of course, there's that little thing about hours spent in a space with ice on the inside of the windows, but…how better can I give tribute to the BEST training montage of ALL-TIME, Rocky IV? It's not like I've chosen to actually run up my snow-covered hill here and take an axe to one of these trees—I did think about it!

OK, to be fair, I think I prefer the snap of Rocky III's montage...and at this point I prefer its beach.

A 7 AM Tennessee morning with a 4° F engulfed my mind with memories of Alaska. Not everything is the same, of course: I bought a coat on a ferry layover at a Walmart in Ketchikan and left it behind when I moved out with a flight out of Anchorage. I haven't had a need for a coat in Tennessee for years...not since being a kid and waiting for a never-timely school bus.

But, I suspect this is but a blimp on the screen, it is not my existence for the months that lie ahead. No, I see what will be in the future...

LastPass sent an email my way basically playing the hostage game with my data, the typical, lousy Internet model of that which was once freely given for years now requires payment with no added benefit. Yeah, my data on their server doesn't even need an entire 5 1/4 inch floppy and now they want me to pay $36/year for its hosting? Didn't I just say just yesterday I don't pay more than $25/year for my ENTIRE website setup? As it is, the service is just a convenience as I could just keep a unique password in my head for every site—it's not that hard, just use a base password with character funzies that shifts position according to the first letter of the website and use a description/modifier of your experience/context...you could think in pictures to store it in your head.

At any rate, while I've used LastPass since…well, I suppose for the last 12 years, I'm out. I jumped aboard BitWarden today.

You might have read yesterday's post about my reliance on a static website. It was articulate…made some solid points about a WP mismatch for me, right? Yet, nevertheless, this site looks very much like a WordPress install. What gives, Bill?

The sole reason for the site's existence is to encourage my fitness endeavors. My personal websites haven't always functioned in that capacity—even before I owned my own domain in 2002, there was journaling through prose and abstraction by poetry. And when I included the recovered files of those old words into today's website, I gotta admit, I always felt…open and unguarded by sharing those things. Sure, on one level, I haven't changed for I remain me, but those old posts and poetry feature a less evolved me. Like the Counting Crows lyric goes, "And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings," it's hard to take a look back and know everything thereafter. Being a linear entity is a gift.

So, I make a break from my Jekyll & markdown implementation on GitHub Pages to a WordPress install on NearlyFreeSpeech. One aspect that I do like that no one else cares to be aware is that this is completely my space. I'm not just bumming somebody's sofa as I couchsurf across the web. And honestly, it's cheap to host websites like these. For domain renewal, privacy and hosting, I spend about $2/month for a fully-hosted site. For the entire year:

• 2020: under $21 (hosted with GitHub for Oct-Dec)
• 2019: under $25
• 2018: under $45 (had a 2nd domain)
• 2017: under $25

The bulk of the expense is the domain renewal & privacy charges totaling $13.83.

Anyway, my point is that this can be a cost-effective tool for me to reinforce behavior while applying present and future dynamic solutions contributing to….BLUCK, what am I, a corporate prospectus? Dude, this site let's me throw up TWO fists and rock it.