running

temperature: 5.5-6 deg. C
target zone: 160-
time in the target zone: 66'
intermediate time: 40'
total time: 68'00"
maximum HR: 177
distance: 12.7 km
starting hour: 14:30

The mean pulse was around 165.

It was tough. Almost all the run it was raining, and the terrain was very difficult. Further to that, in the final portion my equipment was almost wet, and because of that, I could not stop. If I would stop running, then I would probably risk to catch a serious cold: my back and t-shirt were hot and heavy perspired and clothes above were wringing wet and pretty cold. So, I ran almost 17 km. Sprints was also difficult, because running on this kind of swampy soil is very demanding for all the body. I was also careful of feet: in these hard conditions it is easy to get joint injuries. However, my right ankle responds well in effort.

Two hours after effort I have a pulse of 77-80, so the heart adapts very fast.

It is Saturday evening, I am alone but I do not feel that, I am tired though not totally exhausted... So, I have learned since I was a child that this mood takes me to the music.

I am listening now to this incredible instrumental music which is often appropriate to my taste and feelings -- I have learned to listen the voice careful only after many years of hearing instrumental music, classical or progressive.
Stanley Jordan is an incredible musician indeed.
Yet, you may want to listen to this first.

Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven


Stairway To Heaven
(Page/Plant)

There's a lady who's sure all that glitters is gold
And she's buying a stairway to heaven.
When she gets there she knows, if the stores are all closed
With a word she can get what she came for.
Ooh, ooh, and she's buying a stairway to heaven.

There's a sign on the wall but she wants to be sure
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings.
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings,
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it makes me wonder.

There's a feeling I get when I look to the west,
And my spirit is crying for leaving.
In my thoughts I have seen rings of smoke through the trees,
And the voices of those who stand looking.
Ooh, it makes me wonder,
Ooh, it really makes me wonder.

And it's whispered that soon if we all call the tune
Then the piper will lead us to reason.
And a new day will dawn for those who stand long
And the forests will echo with laughter.

If there's a bustle in your hedgerow, don't be alarmed now,
It's just a spring clean for the May queen.
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on.
And it makes me wonder.

Your head is humming and it won't go, in case you don't know,
The piper's calling you to join him,
Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, and did you know
Your stairway lies on the whispering wind.

And as we wind on down the road
Our shadows taller than our soul.
There walks a lady we all know
Who shines white light and wants to show
How everything still turns to gold.
And if you listen very hard
The tune will come to you at last.
When all are one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

And she's buying a stairway to heaven.

Note.
Plant's own explanation of the lyrics was that it "was some cynical aside about a woman getting everything she wanted all the time without giving back any thought or consideration. The first line begins with that cynical sweep of the hand ... and it softened up after that." (see wikipedia's reference)

Stanley Jordan plays "Stairway to Heaven"


It was often said that black guitarists feel the instrument and it is not needed to have an outstanding technique: Stanley have both.
And because we need a counterpart for comparison, listen to this very good piece played by another awesome guitarist, John McLaughlin: unfortunately the embedding was disabled.

John McLaughlin Trio - Sing Me Softly Of The Blues

I will take you now to a different sound, like smooth jazz, and another damn good guitarist, Earl Klugh.



Finally, here is a good piece of a black guitarist who feels the guitar, George Benson...

George Benson - Love Ballad