Saturday, January 21, 2012
i apologize in advance for the lack of uppercase letters. one handed right handed typing is not something i am used to.
today i did nothing. that is, i did nothimg for as long as i could. she-wmbo- was busy watching lost dvds all day and there is just so much i can take of that.
i had wanted to go for a walk, even a short one, but we had about an inch of snow followed on by a glazing of ice. i saw no need to risk a fall on an unexpected patch of ice, but watching tv all day glazed me over as much as the drugs did yesterday.
the doctor gave me a couple of pretty powerful pain relivers. one i don't know what it is, the other is oxycodone ... not to be confused with the highly addictive oxycontin. taking the made me feel very dopey. between the droning of the tv, the pain meds, and the unnecessary gas fireplace sucking all the oxygen out of the room, i could barely keep my eyes open.
around 1400 when i was due another dose of meds, i decided tp try aleve instead. i actually think it did a better job without the sleepies.
she-wmbo- helped me bathe and get dressed this morning. good lord, i felt like an invalid. when i put together a bowl of soup and a yogurt for each of us, she told me that she was supposed to wait on me. 'you are waiting on me ... you are waiting on me to get supper on.' hah ha ha. but at least i was able to do that much. of course knowing how i like to cook, i felt handcuffed doing even that.
i will go to church tomorrow, but because i am not allowed to dive until monday afternoon, it means i have to go to early mass at 0700. i much prefer 0915. at least we will go out to b'fast at the biker's bar near church. this is a neat place, i have to blog about it sometime. and no i am not a biker.
tomorrow should be fun what with the ravens playing in foxboro against the patriots for the afc title. i have llittle expectation for flacco against tom, the baby, brady. in fact i have pats 37 ravens 17. i hope i am wrong. don't think i am.
and maybe i can go for a walk tomorrow.
Friday, January 20, 2012
it it going to be a short blog tonight. almost a long status.
For one thing, I am typing slowly so you will need to read fast. And with only one hand. My right hand, my wrong hand at that
Yes, I am still come off the drugs. I don't know what they gave me, but it has been six hours and i am only just now stable enough to go to the bathroom without an escort. And not sleep.
I have eaten grapes today. yes, that's it. Just grapes.
Dr said I should commence brisk walking tomorrow. Surely not swinging the arms back and forth. And he said I can probably run in a week if I want. Just be smart about it.
Oh and no shower until Monday! P. U.
As the block wears off, the pressure increases on my shoulder!
Thank you all for your good wishes and prayers.
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
I have started reading a book.
I would like to call it a new book, but I really cannot. It's "The Original Fannie Farmer 1896 Cook Book."
If looks were everything, I would not want this one to be my teacher. She looks positively fearsome.
This is a neat tome that was used late in the nineteenth century to teach new cooks at the Boston Cooking School.
The writing of this book is somewhat dated. It also should be used in a course on technical writing. It tells the reader how to cook without any flourish or flair. The facts, and just the facts.
The first line of the text, to me, is classic:
"Food is anything that nourishes the body."
The second paragraph begins similarly:
"Food is necessary for growth, repairs, and energy; there fore the elements composing the body must be found in the food."
How often we forget these important, simple facts is one of the reasons we eat so badly.
Words have changed over the years, a little, but the basics have not. "The daily average ration of an adult requires:
3 1/2 oz. proteid. (98 grams proteins)
10 oz. Starch. (280 grams carbohydrates)
3 oz fat. (84 grams fat, but we recommend about half that)"
I will continue to read this fascinating book over the next few weeks and I will let you know other things I find.
Everything Old is New Again.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Rock 'n' Roll Arizona was such a bonus run for me. After RnR Savannah, I asked She(WMBO) if she needed to go to Phoenix in January. She generally goes every six weeks or so. In particular, 15 January or so. She allowed that could arrange that. So we had a nice little get away. It doesn't happen often, so it was a nice opportunity.
Saturday we went to see a National Parks Historical Site, Casa Grande Ruins. It was Hohokam village from 300 CE to about 1450 CE.
The drive through the dessert was just grand. Along the way, She suggested that we go to dinner at another fascinating historical site, Monti's. It was built up form the first home in Tempe and was once the ferry house when the Salt River was a running river.
When we go to Monti's we could see the crews setting up for the next days events. In fact, my corral assembled directly in front of Monti's. The start line was a good block beyond that.
After dinner (which was a bust. The waitress couldn't get anything right. When the filets mignon arrived medium and medium well instead of both medium rare, we called the manager over and left. We went back the next night. it is a good restaurant. One bad night is not reason to never return.) we went back to the hotel.
That gives a whole new meaning to "Christmas Cactus" right?
I had to meet the bus at 6:00. So I wanted to get up at 5:00. Alarm set, I still had trouble falling to sleep. So I grabbed my iPad and headed for the gym. There I could chill or workout if that would help to calm my jitters. I finally hit the pillow for good around 12:30 MST. That would be 2:30 EST, remember.
I woke, seemingly ready to go and as I often do in situations where I MUST be up by 5:00 and I awake to no alarm, ready to go, I nearly panicked. It was 4:51. All my gear was laid out the night before so I quietly got myself over to the bathroom area, and hoping I was quiet enough and the lights not too bright, I shaved and got dressed. As I shut off the light I heard She(WMBO) roar off a beauty of a snore. Ah! She is still asleep. I reached for the door and BANG! the night latch was flipped. Oops!
I made my way up to the lobby and the Market Cafe where breakfast goodies were available. I snagged a banana and an oatmeal bar. Back down to the buses. First bus I got on I noticed the other passengers had no legs and wheelchairs were being loaded. Wow. I will never complain about $120 shoes again! These things are space age racers, really.
The next bus the driver said he was pulling out at 5:45. "No! I was told 6:00." That would be the half marathon bus. This one goes to Phoenix. I, and four others, stood up and got on another bus.
We left at 6:00 and it was a short 4 mile drive to the venue in Tempe.
There the first order of business was to find the start line.
The second order of business was to find the potties. Since I spent enough money at the expo, I was able to "Potty like a rock, Potty like a Rock Star, Potty like a rock."
Lights! Real porcelain fixtures.
Cold AND Hot running water!
Not to mention toilet paper. I didn't need to waste one of my towels! Lucky me since I forgot to bring them.
I found my way to my corral. As the crowd built, so did the excitement among the runners.
The corrals were going off like clock work, but too slowly for me. I had to run back to the potty, one more time. Boy, it sucks getting old. No problem though, by the time corral 8 (I was in 11) went off, the local Light Rail train blocked our path.
The poor locals were f-f-f-freezing in 55º temps. Overcast. Perfect running weather. Perfect.
Finally, it was our turn. Those wear Ravens gear (not me, I had Maryland flag shorts) hollered Go Ravens when our horn sounded. Not too many Texans fans there, odd. And we were off.
We ran through part of the Arizona State University campus. The crowds were sparse and quiet, which was kind of sad. Rock 'n' Roll is all about the fun of the crowds. But on the campus, some people were out.
Generally it was a pretty good run. I ran flat out for the first 5k, which is not my usual method. Then I did a run walk for the middle and at mile 10, I resumed straight running. Except my knee was speaking to me also I dropped to a short walk a couple of times.
Early in the race, I passed the 2:15 pacers. That had been my target pace. But I felt so good, I ran ahead and I never saw them again. Coming down through the Papago Pass, past the Botanical Gardens, I realized that I had a real shot at 2:10. As it was, we made the turn at Monti's and head for Sun Devil Stadium parking lot where the finish for the Full and Half ran along parallel paths on separate roads, pretty neat to be racing the first marathoners, even with a parking lot in between. Ok so it really was no contest. They are FAST!
Anyway, I crossed the mat at 2:11:12. I smashed my PR and I did much better than I had hoped.
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