Start early, get everything in the blog, go to bed at a reasonable hour. Uh huh. It’s 11:16 pm. Sigh. I could blame the thunder storms that surprised us, but they were gone by dinner time. I have got to get my shit together. But there are a couple of things I wanted to get up today. (Here you go, Saver of Bugs. My finish time for this blog was 1:30 am)
Life At Our House
Okay, Saver of Bugs, here is the bag on wheels I told you about. I put the little green bag on top so you could see what size it is folded up. Let me know if this is to be shipped to you. (I swear I’ll get some recipes up tomorrow.)
Fur Babies and Other Friends
Isn’t he cute when he’s waking up? I turned on the light and he stayed put long enough for me to go get my camera. I think it’s hilarious that he goes to bed whenever I turn the light out; even though there is a 15 watt light still on in the room to give everyone a twilight.
Here’s a momma squirrel who didn’t want to share with her baby. Look up in the right hand corner of the picture.
Out in the Yard
Our header today is an Amaryllis that I found in the garage. It survived the winter in there!
So if you’ve been following along you know how much “not fun” I had when I moved my daughter into her new room. However, I survived the ordeal and fully expected to wind up laid up for a long time. But here it’s been a weekish and I’m fine. Even the small tear I had in my biceps has gone quiet. The only thing that is still complaining is, of course, my back. However, I did slip on the bank down back with a load of wet laundry in my arms. And while I didn’t fall, I did wrench things a bit.
We spent some time trying to figure out what is different this year. I really haven’t done anything different except to make sure I get sleep. Even if it means totally losing a day. This is also the first year in 15 years that I have not gotten bronchitis and May marked a year without any sinus infections. Usually I spend 3 to 6 months every year fighting and recovering from these two illnesses. Sometimes I have both at the same time. I think our unusually mild winter helped. Whatever the reason, this sudden burst of good health has me all excited. I would love to be able to run again.
I found my old, old running folder a bit back while looking for something I had put in the pit of ‘somewhere safe’. I went and got it out and started pawing through it. Wow. Lots of stuff. And I know there is more somewhere in this house ‘somewhere safe’. Here’s a view of the mess that needs to be organized and I seriously need a new folder.
Do you see the woman on the right? At the time of that article (2003, I think), Helen Klein was 80 years old and running ultra-marathons. She did not start running until she was 55 years old. I admire her. I would love for that to me some day. I googled her and she was still running as of 2008 and I didn’t see anything that said she has died since then. When I get some time, I’m going to do some more searches. I would love to find out where she is right now and if she’s still running.
I dug through a drawer and found my safety vest for night running and my old wallet watch. The battery is dead, but I will replace it. I can’t wear battery watches as a rule. I kill the battery dead in about 2 weeks of constant wearing. However, I think the padding between me and the watch plus the stuff I put in the wallet section helps keep me from zapping the battery dead. Here’s a picture of them followed by a picture of my favorite running shoes.
I started running in the Saucony Jazz back in the 80’s and have been in some version of it ever since. These are the Original Jazz from the 80’s, retro if you will, and they only cost $55. Awesome.
Today I saw the clock ticking away and decided to just throw my shoes on and go for a 20 minute walk before I procrastinated my way out of daylight. As I was putting my shoes on I decided to see if I could touch my toes. Ugh. Nope. So I guess one of the first charts to put together will be for stretching. And out the door I went.
It was beautiful out if a bit windy. But I got to watch some crows playing in the wind. One in particular liked to shoot straight up and then spread his wings as far as they would go and let the wind flip him over. He would then swoop and spin through the same batch of trees like a ski racer on a slalom course. Over and over again as fast as he could. It was so much fun to watch.
I re-learned a few things on my walk.
Even small boobies need support. Definitely need to rummage around and find my sports bras (and running shorts).
Gotta find a hat I can live with. The sun was killing my eyes and I can’t run with glasses on my face. Visors are out. They land on my nose. I used to have this really, really light hat that was barely there, but I have no idea what happened to it. Sigh.
Keep your head and eyes up! That way you’ll have plenty of time to scramble for safety when some dumb asshole looking and leaning down to the right between the front seats steers right on a left hand bend. (We don’t have sidewalks where I live.)
Twenty-one minutes later I was back. That is not good. Went out too fast. I jumped in the car to see where I was in mileage. Curiosity got the cat and all. Yikes!!! 1.2 miles! That meant I did a mile in 17.5 minutes my first time out. I don’t know yet if I should be thrilled or not. I’ll let you know how much trouble I have getting out of bed tomorrow. I did have some complaining parts while I was out. My hips weren’t happy, muscularly, but no joint complaints. I slipped off a loose section of the pavement and had my right knee bend left. It has grumbled a wee bit. But so far nothing that is totally pissed.
My recovery wasn’t real good. My start out heart rate was 84. I was slightly jacked about going out. My finishing heart rate was 162. It would have been better around 140 or 150. After 10 minutes post workout it was 102 – okay. But at 30 minutes post workout I was still up at 96. It should have been normal by then. Which is a sign of overtraining for present condition. So I can’t push any more than what I did today. However, I’m still thrilled. It felt so good to go out there and do this. That crazy moving day with my daughter was good for my mind. From George Sheehan:
“For every runner who tours the world running marathons, there are thousands who run to hear the leaves and listen to the rain, and look to the day when it is suddenly as easy as a bird in flight.”
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