Thursday, September 18, 2014
track stand is the fancy word for being able to stay up on a bike when you're not moving
See on Wednesday the hubs and I headed out for a ride. There was a rather large and vicious looking storm on the horizon so we decided to stick to the neighborhood. It was much like "riding bikes" when you're a kid. He actually left a little before I did because I had to deal with a work issue.
It didn't take long so I headed out maybe 10 minutes after he did. It turned into this sort of game of assassin. I'd see him and take off after him, he would race off trying to lose me. When he'd get away I would shoot down a side street trying to cut him off.
When I ended up in front of him I would make a big show of getting my water bottle because he can't do that when he's moving yet.
This went on for an hour and we did make it home before a seriously epic, dog upsetting storm hit.
I have a book about cycling called, cleverly enough "The Big Book of Cycling" or something to that effect. In the book they go into how to work up to the water bottle thing. I showed it to him when we got home. You start by practicing steering with one hand, then you work up to touching the bottle, then taking it out and putting it back in the cage, and then eventually actually drinking from it.
Once you get that down you're supposed to work on being able to do that with the other hand. Ah now they have me there, I don't think my left hand knows how to steer the bike.
Well if he figures that out I'll lose my edge and since this totally is a contest, clearly I need to learn how to do a track stand.
They talk about how to learn that in the book too. I feel like there are going to be grass stains in my future.
Tuesday, September 16, 2014
1. Dragging My Feet Reading My Book
I'm reading one of those Norwegian crime books. I like them, but they are dark. The thing is they're not translating them into English in order so I know, for example that the love interest that the protagonist can't live without right now is going to die tragically.
I know this because in the books I've read that are later chronologically, he's emotionally damaged from it. Heck I've read the very last one in the series where he's killed off. Knowing that this doesn't end well is making me just read it in bits and pieces. Its a kindle library book too so its going to go poof very soon. And yet, I just won't actually stop reading it entirely and turn it back in.
2. Candy Dish Issues
There is a perpetually stocked candy dish about 10 yards from my desk, or in American terms it is a first down away. Yea I'm in the red zone. I've been trying not to think about the delicious creamy milk chocolate goodness right over there. If it gets to be too much I go for a walk, a bit of fresh air and some photo shooting usually does the trick
Then I sit down and start working again only to have people walk by my desk unwrapping candy on their way by. I wonder if there would be any HR complaints if I started firing a squirt gun at people who do that.
3. More Candy Issues - sort of
I have a small stash of peanut butter cups in my desk drawer. I get them as bribes. See I'm in finance IT so I have the power to say things like "nope, sorry but the deadline for system changes was an hour ago so now you have to wait until next month" or "I process these requests in the order I get them so maybe I'll get to yours today and maybe not" or "oopsies your ID was accidentally wiped out".
But I don't really do that. Anyway, this one guy in particular thinks these are my favorite candies so he brings them to me when he wants something. I let him think they're my favorite because I don't really like them all that much so when he leaves I hide them in my desk drawer. Whenever he's out I release them into the wild in the candy dish that I'm still managing to ignore today.
Now if he came over here with something that had coconut in it THAT would be a tougher thing to resist.
4. Faking Sympathy
One of my employees just got turned down by a dog adoption place. I feel badly for her really I do, but the reason that she got turned down was that her other dog isn't fixed. The dog rescue place has a strict policy against placing a dog in a home where the other dogs are not fixed.
I totally see why, maybe they're being a bit rigid about it but the idea is to keep from generating more and more unwanted dogs. This other dog they have is a mutt so it isn't like they're breeding him so I don't get why he isn't fixed anyway.
To each his own I suppose but I'm a softie and its very very sad to me how many unwanted pets get put down every year and getting pets fixed is a way to at least not be part of the problem.
While she was ranting about how unreasonable this whole thing was I couldn't help but remember that about a year ago her dog went through heart worm treatment because they didn't give him heart worm pills for several months because they didn't think it was important.
yea its an outrage that these rescue people are being so unreasonable
This is fixed and he's cuter than their dog.
5. Leaky Swim Goggles
If we can put a man on the moon, why can't we make swim goggles that fit perfectly on the human face without fogging up?
that is all
bee picture - one day I'm going to get stung but I can't resist photographing bees
Saturday, September 13, 2014
This race is one of the most popular ones in town. Of course it is, its sponsored by a pizza place. This time of year though, the weather could be anything at all.
Yesterday evening and pretty much all night, it was stormy complete with loud dog upsetting thunder and lightening that kept making the lights flicker. We got up at 5:30 this morning to check it out and it was still raining and there was some rolling thunder but it sounded further off.
We decided to stick with the plan and head on to the race. I'm fine with a bit of rain, I'd rather not run in a deluge but they'd cancel if there was lightening. We did scrap the notion of biking to the starting line. The hubs was worried that some chav would mess with his bike anyway, but I doubt that would have happened.
Well we got there and it had actually stopped raining. We had mid 70's with off the charts humidity though.
My plan this morning was to use this 10k to make a decision about the half marathon that is two months out.
To be honest, I still don't know. I had to do a lot of walking. It concerns me not to be able to run the entire distance and then think I'm going to do a little over twice that. The conditions were really tough though. The hubs had to walk some too and said that it was just so hot and humid that it was tough to breathe.
I had fun though, maybe that's the important thing. I ended up running with a pack of about 10 people and that's always fun to do. I met up with hubs right near the finish so he could run in with me. Then we went in search of pizza and beer.
The truth comes out.
There were 6 micro breweries there doling out ice cold ale - now that is civilized. We ran into a friend of mine in one of the beer lines. He had told us that he was doing both the 10k and the 5k afterward but to do that you have to pass through the beer isles to get back to the start and he didn't make it. figures
I think I'm going to have to put in a couple of long runs in the next few weeks to decide about that half. I'm not going to register for it just yet. If nothing else, I'm positive that in mid Nov it will not be this hot and humid.
My other option is to stalk hubs by bike while he does the marathon. We have some friends who were doing that last year and it seemed like fun. Still though, you don't get a finishers medal to put in the cigar box full of finishers medals if you don't actually run in the race.
Thursday, September 11, 2014
One day a week or so ago out of the blue, the hubs asked me if we were still getting a paper water bill. Oh goodness no, paper is so 2013 all that stuff appears in the bill pay tab on my checking account when I log in.
Do you know the account number?
Why would I need that? I see the amount, hit the drop down box, click ok, pick a date sometime after I get paid but before the bill is due, submit and away it goes. Then water keeps coming out of the tap.
So what if something happens to you?
I suppose then your water gets cut off. Why? Is something going to happen to me you want to tell me about?
No donít be silly but donít you have a life insurance policy at work?
Sure I do and if something happens to me, you become quite wealthy especially if this thing that happens to me happens at work and is an accident. Why are you looking at me like that?
Well the bottom line is that there are things that I pay and things that he pays and things that I own and things that he owns and while both of us are on all the accounts, we donít actually know the sordid details of each otherís finances.
It sounds odd, but then again we donít ever fight about money so thatís a win.
He wants us to sit down and go through this horrible, tedious, onerous task of putting together a folder with all of these account numbers and contact info in an ďin case of emergencyĒ file. Itís responsible and all but there are so many more fun things to do with our time.
Look I got a new bike jersey
Well maybe just to prove his point, Tuesday when I got home from work the cable and internet was out. Clearly this is a DIRE EMERGENCY. Thing is, heís the one who pays that bill. I know its u-verse but thatís all I know. Oh I know that ESPN is channel 1602 and BBC America is on 1188. The rest you can just find with the search. That only works when itís working though.
I went rummaging through the file cabinet. I got excited when I found a file marked ďTelevisionĒ but that turned out to be some manuals, receipts, and warranty info for the actual television Ė useless.
My only other option, other than waiting until he was home and admitting that heís right about the whole file of accounts thing, was to go through his desk. I hate doing that really. Odd thing is I donít care if he goes through my stuff but it seems odd to go through his desk. I found a file marked ďKathrynĒ and you know I looked in there. The only thing in it was an invitation to my masterís degree graduation Ė ahh. Then I found it, the uverse stuff complete with account number and scribbled at the top was a PIN.
Then I spent the next hour on hold so he got home and saw his rummaged through desk and knew he was right about the file thing anyway.
So now this weekend, weíre actually going to sit down and start working on this file. I suppose itís the responsible thing to do, boring though it may be.
Then Iím going to watch my back in case he has any ulterior motives here. He claims that I still have a higher earning potential alive and I do make really amazing pasta but you just canít be too careful.
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