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Here We Go Again and I Want To Run Again

Random Thoughts

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.”

Mug of the Day

Half A Post, Wonky Internet, Very Late Night (Silly Me), Cute Critters

Random Thoughts

I have been wanting to get something up for several days but the weather has not been cooperating.  High winds, torrential rains, Tornado Warnings!  Our internet does not react well to inclement weather.  It blinks off and on or gets slower than mud, or just goes out all together.  I’ve had enough internet to keep up with my bike races and other people’s blogs, thankfully.  (Hey, some people read the newspaper with breakfast.  I like the internet.)    But I wasn’t willing to fight trying to put up a blog.  This morning I said, “I’m going to get a blog up early today.”  Uh huh, right.  It’s currently 10:40 pm.  Sigh.  And not only is it late, I’m also tired.   I was a bad, bad, girl last night.  Look what I bought really cheap with my birthday money; they came in the mail yesterday:

Guess what I did last night into the wee hours of the morning?  (One down, one to go.)

I’m also apparently trying to get a urinary tract infection.  This is Bad.  I tend to morph very quickly into bladder infections but I have to wait till Monday to get ahold of the doctor.  So I started the Echinacea and went to the store to get the dreaded Cranberry Juice.  I hate this stuff.  I love dried cranberries in muffins and such, but juice?  Poison in a bottle.  I hold my breath and chug it and then need something to take the taste out.  In this case, I said the heck with the cost and bought Krispy Kreme donuts in a box.   Yeah, not the same as fresh, but the nearest Krispy Kreme closed a couple of years ago.  So I nuke them and pretend.  I’m on donut number two.  The juice left a really bad taste.  🙂

Life At Our House

Spider Bait is on his last Band Trip.  I feel kinda sad for him.  There will be a lot of ‘lasts’ this next year.  Hopefully, he will be excited about moving forward to college.

Fur Babies and Other Friends

I usually feed meal worms to my lizards.  I raise my own.  Occasionally I go buy crickets because I don’t raise them anymore.  Here they are drinking and stuffing themselves with good food.

I wanted to show you my lizard hunting his food, but I haven’t handled him in a couple of days, so he is skittish again and wouldn’t eat with me standing there.  So I left him alone in his feeding tub and later I got this picture of him basking with a full tummy.


The baby squirrels are out and about  now.  Here are three babies, sans mother, trying to ‘share’ the feeder.

There are still 3 in there

Out In The Yard 

Our header today is Yarrow.  Catching the bee in the picture was a bonus.


Here is another of my birthday plant purchases.  Look up in the left hand corner about an inch in.  Can you see what looks like a wee grasshopper leg?  (Okay, you’ll have to click on the picture to make it bigger.)

 Here is a close up of our little friend.  He is about as long as a penny is wide.


Isn’t he just adorable?  I love Preying Mantis’s.  We get lots of them around here and I love to watch them moving through the plants.


Please feel free to substitute your belief systems here.

Tomorrow I’m doing this early, right!? 

New Critter and New Plants

Random Thoughts

For those of you who read my post ‘Sorrow’,  ‘M’s’ parents were laid to rest today.  Saver of Bugs posted a beautiful poem in the comments.  You should take a moment to go over there and read it.  It made me cry it’s so beautiful.


EEEWW!!!  Talk about a mood changer.   I’m junk fooding tonight and I just scooped up a spoonful of Chex Mix to eat.  When I put it in my mouth something wiggled and as I opened my mouth to spit it out a moth flew out of my mouth.  And it wasn’t a small one.  Gah, gick, blerg, bleahhhhh…..

Fur Babies and Other Friends

Okay.  For those of you who don’t know, I don’t tell a short story.  You’ve been warned.

I lost my Leopard Gecko ‘Jubel’ a few months ago.  It wasn’t an easy death and I was quite upset.  I love my critters and hate seeing them suffer.  He is buried under one of my Butterfly Bushes in the garden.  I never realized how often I looked at him till he was gone.  Everytime I went in the bedroom I automatically looked over to see what he was doing and no one was there.  And not having the light on for the cage was distracting as well.  But eventually it quit hurting so much and I started thinking about another lizard since I missed having one.

I started thinking about what I wanted in the next lizard.  Ease of care, NOT a lizard prone to intestinal blockages, sturdy,  calm (for a lizard) attitude, a daytime lizard,  not too big, and not hugely expensive.  This kept bringing me back to Bearded Dragons, or Beardies, as they’re called.  But the baby Beardies need fed a couple of times a day and they still cost money and I couldn’t justify using house money to buy another pet and I wasn’t sure I wanted to do infant upkeep.  But then I scored serious cash for my birthday.  Hmmmm.

I didn’t go out looking for a lizard.  I still wasn’t sure I wanted to go back into ‘feeding another critter’ mode.  But I was out looking for another goldfish.  Pip died last fall and Merry was doing okay by herself.  But here recently she has taken to just hanging in the corner and looking sad.  This was how I wound up with Pip and Merry.  My son’s goldfish, Steven, lost his buddy and wound up morose and doing nothing.  Steven has since passed leaving Pip and Merry.  But Pip was never a strong healthy fish.  She constantly had intestinal issues and she lived years longer than I expected.  And then one morning I got up and she had died with no warning whatsoever.  I was stunned.  She had looked perfectly fine when I turned the light out before bed.  Go figure.

Anyway, I hit the first pet store and came up zip on goldfish (I’m picky).  But I can’t go into a pet store without checking out all the critters.  I shop pet stores the way some women shop for shoes.  So, of course, that meant looking at the lizards.  I found a Beardie that was already about 8 inches long, solid, healthy, and even had some orange on him.  He would come right to the glass and check me out whenever I stopped by.  They wanted $63 for him.  But did I want to bring a lizard home right now?  I kept looking at him, but finally left, deciding that I’d see how I felt when I had done all the running around I had planned.

My last stop was yet another pet store where I shop on a regular basis.  I’ve always had good luck with whatever I buy there, critter wise.  And my first stop was the reptile enclosures.  There was a small, young Beardie that came running right up to me and checked me out; well-formed, well fed, and all the poop in the cage looked good.  Sigh.  I walked away, checked out the rest of the critters, and then got the stuff on my list.  But, yeah, I went back to check the lizards again. And again, the same little guy came right up to the glass.  I glanced at the price tag and my mouth popped open.  He was on sale for $42.00!  I haven’t ever seen Beardies priced that low.  Ugh.  Grooooan.  Oooh, hell.  I had them come over and open up the enclosure and he was sweet and adorable and stayed put to be picked up while all the other ones ran away and I bought him.  He (or she) doesn’t have a name yet, but here he is:  (Oh, and check out the rock in his enclosure.  We don’t remember exactly where I got it, but we figure I’ve had it about 25 years now.)

Out in the Yard

Our header today is a combination of my baby Serviceberry with bunches of yummy berries on it and a geranium from a friend.  Check out the visitor, too.

I also treated myself to some plants with my birthday money.

Those butt ugly glued on straw flowers that you pay extra for got taken right off.  The flowers fall apart the first time they get wet and depending how the glue is applied, it may kill or damage part of the cactus.  I only paid extra for those two cacti because they are already blooming for real.  Once they open up, I’ll post pictures.

Extra Critter Pictures for Saver of Bugs

Saver of Bugs asked for more critter pictures since she is missing her fuzzies.

I’m fuzzy because mom has the shakes.

This nice warm laundry pile is Mine!


Loves me a warm rolling doggy out in the sun!