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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
A few years ago I was blissfully ignorant of blogs and sports sites. Then one day I found out I could read about bike races on the internet! Yes! No more gleaning American newspapers and newscasts for their woefully thin coverage of bike racing. And then one year I found out that for $29.95 I could watch LIVE coverage of the Tour de France on the internet! I did a snoopy dance and whipped out my credit card. I began following racing online. I began following bike racers on Twitter. Every night and sometimes in the day I would be glued to the screen.
And then one day I was looking up an author to see when the next book came out. And something about her blog title caught my eye that day and I shrugged and clicked to see what was what. OMG. It wasn’t just the post that amazed me, it was the community of people talking on the site. It was wonderful. From there I found more wonderful places to be. And then one day I got really brave and actually posted a comment! For me, the technologically challenged, that was a big day! But it was also addicting. And part of my problem was the need to ‘Know More’ that would send me into the archives. More and more time was spent cruising the interwebs. Into the wee hours of the morning. Again as soon as I got up. I was losing time out of my day and night. My neck was bothering me more than usual and my lower back was screaming ‘Enough!
This was interfering with ‘life’. So I had to make some cuts and set some limits. It took longer than I thought it would and was a lot harder than I thought it would be. What if I missed something good? But what about the sleep schedule I don’t have? What about the million and one things that I want to do or need done? What about them? It was hard, is hard. But I’m down to just one bike racing site and 7 twitters. The blogs I look at everyday (just 4) are the ones where I got started or I’m supposed to be at for some reason. If I get through them quickly (breakfast is blog time), then I allow myself a quick peek at some of the others. But no more additions for now. I’m happy to say there is more time in my day (I’ve got time to do this blog, for instance) but I’m still having trouble with that midnight bedtime even though the blog hopping is over. But at some point I’m going to kick that in the butt too.
I was out collecting more yard pictures and the sun was shining and the wind was blowing and I had this insane urge to just walk into the woods and not look back. It was so lovely out. So this quote jumped out at me:
“I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June. — L.M. Montgomery
Life At Our House
It’s a little weird around here. For the first time in years, heck maybe ever, we have an actual full Easter break from school. Our school system usually tacks on days to the Easter weekend, not so much for an Easter break , but for snow day make-ups. Only we didn’t get that much snow. And they didn’t take any days for something else. In fact, the Spring Band Concert got shoved to another week because it was scheduled for one of the break days that no one thought we’d get. So we get a Thurs. to Tues. school break. Weird.
Fur Babies and Other Friends
Squirrels are very much in our life right now. Gotta love spring! So here’s a couple of pics from out kitchen window. It was harder than I thought. The little suckers don’t sit still for long, even when they’re eating.
Out in the Yard
Todays picture is of wild violets. They are all over our yard. I really should try to grab some to press in a book.
And so to finish, here is my mug for tomorrow:
This has been “One of Those Days”. Nickled and dimed to death. I hate being pecked at all day. Bad night, bills, taxes (more), car situation, puking, poop/diarrhea, uncooperative machinery, blah, blah, blah. Got the picture? Need I put details? I didn’t think so. Saver of Bugs has been here done that, so she is probably way glad to be at school. Spider Bait at least had the self-preservatory instincts to not put “Look at the Bright Side of Life” from “Spamalot” on his I-Pod. It would not have gone well for him. Instead he brought me a ‘Kiss’ so I could “eat chocolate and think happy thoughts”. I would have smacked him, but he did bring me chocolate. So this will be a hit and run post. Here’s a quote I can relate to today:
“It’s not the tragedies that kill us,” Dorothy Parker once observed, “it’s the messes.”
But since I’m supposed to be looking for positive things, through gritted teeth I’ll give you this:
“Every morning when we wake up we’ve been given a wonderful gift – another day of life-… Sarah Ban Breathnach, Simple Abundance
My mug for tomorrow will probably be this:
In keeping with the mood today, there are currently 2 squirrels beating the crap out of each other on my roof. It sounds like screeching elephants. I keep waiting for one of the little suckers to take a header off the side.
My header today is moss growing in our yard. I laid down on my tummy to get this picture:
So that’s it. The boys are at scouts for at least another hour and I quit. Comfort food, absolutely tea, a show of my choice (a rerun with a happy ending) are all on the menu. I need a couple of hours of mental health time. Bye!