Thursday, November 24, 2011
OK, let's just start off with the shiner:
Wear a helmet everyone.
This morning I started the day by riding my bike, I was wearing my helmet, to the turkey trot. I ran that thing in 26:10. The bike ride was really cold!.
Then She(WMBO) and I went for a walk along River Street. I dropped her off at the room and I went out for more walking. Picture tomorrow. It's late I'm tired. But Savannah is a beautifu city and I have some great pictures.
Dinner this year was the buffet at the Hyatt. It was great but having everyone together was even better.
There was Patrick:
Mike (whom Danielle seems to think is "the Meaning of Life, the Universe, and Everything.") and his buddy Kevin:
David and his She(WMBO), Carolyn:
Our Son-in-law David:
Danielle, aka Dr Dani, and She(WMBO), aka Mildred:
HAPPY THANKSGIVING ALL
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
My last time down to Savannah went as smooth as silk. Zero problems on the drive down. Almost boring. Ditto the drive back.
This time, not so much.
First Patrick and I wanted to leave Baltimore at 6:30 AM as soon as we dropped She(WMBO) off at the airport. But Our oldes son Dave, who was going to come down by Amtrak, asked if he could ride with us to save his fare.
The we find the they can't leave until 7:30 -- PM. AND. He wanted to bring his dog! That wasn't relayed until the last minute!
Great. So the car is all loaded, just waiting for Dave and his wife and bags and dog and he shows up with large dog cage. Everything ahd to be rearranged. It all barely fit.
As we were filling up with gas, he asks (demands) that I go back to the house to get his radar detector. He won't go anywhere without it. (Just on't go so fast!)
It's raining which even on the best of days means DC is hosed up. More so the Tuesday before Thanksgiving. It was hosed up through Richmond!.
A little after Richmond/Petersburg, I took my RLS medicine, ate an orange and started to fall asleep. I woke sweaty, Nauseous, and for no particular reason panicky. I had them stop the car. I got out but standing was difficult. Was this a heart attack? Medicine plus and orange on an empty stomach? Simple car sickness? I took some low-dose just in case. My son is the one who asked me if I was carrying any. Heck yeah!
After a few minutes I felt better and we continued to the next rest stop. I had fallen asleep again and when I woke, there it all was again. Same deal, just less intense. We went on. Third and fourth time I woke it happened again with steadily decreasing intensity. It was likely the meds and acidic fruit or car sickness. If a heart attack, I would expect it to get more intense.
Today, I wanted to get my bike from my Daughter's house so I ran from the hotel to her house. It felt good. 5.25 miles. I couldn't carry my helmet on the run so I rode back to the hotel without. Of course! the one time in ten years without a helmet, I cross paths with a driver who runs a stop sign. We didn't hit, but I braked so hard I fell off on my head. Now I have broken glasses and a shiner.
So today, I had to take some ribbing from family about how stupid I was to ride without a helmet.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Typing and bouncing
With a bad 3G linkup
But the rain did stop
Daughter in law drives
Son is playing chess online
I need to sleep soon.
Sunday, November 20, 2011
On Friday I posted my status as "Holding my breath as another marathon weekend is upon us."
Some took it to mean that I was just crazy enough to go back on my full marathon retirement in just two weeks.
What I actually meant was that I have been following the marathons this fall for sudden marathon deaths. Morbid as it seems, my attention has been uniquely focused because of my experience at Savannah.
And sadly Philadelphia experience a double tragedy today as two runners died. Age 21 and age 40.
Statistically it's a cluster. Seven is seven weeks makes it a bad year. And you will see clusters like this, it's part of "the law of large number" to find this. A normal year sees six marathon deaths. Most are preventable if runners would see a doctor.
Anyway ... that was the sad news from Philly.
I woke sluggish this morning. I usually go swimming at the YMCA on the way home from Mass but today ... not so much. Didn't feel like going to the trouble of changing out of my suit into my ... other suit and back again. I slept poorly last night. I went home and took a 30 minute morning nap.
When I got up, it didn't look so much like rain as it had earlier so I pulled on my long running gear and my bike pants and hit the road. I rode the #9 and #8 Trolley Trails to the State Park then followed the signs to the BWI Trail. It circles Baltimore Washington Thurgood Marshall International Airport (a mouthful if ever there was one. They should have just named the interstate into the airport after Thurgood Marshall and left the airport as just BWI, but once again I digress)
It is a nicely paved 11 mile bike road that is separated from the streets and roads around BWI. Mostly flat, it has a number of trailheads I must try one day one in particular goes to Annapolis.
The round trip around the airport and back is about 35 miles. After about 22 miles, still on the BWI Trail, I reached around to get a gel or a bar and I discovered that I had forgotten to grab any. I did a quick assessment.
I *could* make it home, even the last 4 miles mostly uphill, but it would be slow and probably dark by the time I got home.
I could fake a flat and call for a ride and not have to admit dumbassery. But that would be the coward's way.
Or I could call She(WMBO), tell her I forgot my gels, come get me if she ever expects to see me again.
I sucked it up.
I was a man about it.
I told her I had a flat.
No, no, no, no.
I told her I forgot my gels and I was hungry.
She laughed at me with her "you are an old fool" laugh and brought the pickup over to meet me at the Airport Amtrak station. (She hates to drive the pickup.)
All in all, though a good 24 mile ride.
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