“Experience is not what happens to you; it is what you do with what happens to you." - Aldous Huxley
I don't know much about Aldous Huxley, but he did write the screenplay for the 1943 Jane Eyre, one of my favorite film adaptations of a favorite book. I found this quote on another blog I read and it summed up the last few months for me.
Brrrr-lingame race to end the week, the format changed to one loop 8-mile course. Crap. I was really hoping to have the option of one 5 mile loop or two. Last year the 10 miles was my longest run in preparing for the 1/2 Marathon in Central Park in April.... This year with all the chaos in my body 5 was what I was aiming for so I didn't cause all sorts of havoc. But it seems havoc is under control for the better part of the last two weeks and I'm thinking maybe?
Monday (0) - Drove back to RI, 13ish hours. Made a stop at Wegman's in PA. Well crap that limit on the beer purchase caused me three trips and I forgot the JaiLai for the IPA lover in my life. DOH!! I already had a car full of beer, why I needed more is a mystery, most things are a mystery to me and it makes life fun.
Jax wasn't all barky and jumpy when I got home, I was kind of bummed. But then he didn't have anyone to compete with for attention. SO maybe we will see a change in him being an only dog? He was happy to have me to curl up with at bedtime.
Tuesday (6.4) - Decided since I may attempt 8 on Sunday it would be good to run 5 today and then see if I could up it to 6 on Thursday and how my body reacted to that. Adding on another 2 shouldn't be too huge of a deal, right? My pace was better and I felt like I had more energy at the end, and skipped the last two one minute walk breaks, plus it was all downhill so yeah... My knees did feel it later in the day but nothing else bothered me. My feet got wicked cold and I got a little nervous this was a harbinger of havoc, but no havoc, pshew.
Jax took me for a stroll. His version of a stroll is very different than Gus or Gizmo's version. He smells everything like he is trying to understand and digest Moby Dick and Ulysses all in one sitting. It was 45 minutes well spent and he curled up in the bed in front of the fire and snored up a storm for the rest of the night.
A week ago I dumped a cup of coffee on my laptop. It worked the rest of the day and when I powered up yesterday, the keyboard wasn't working. Lovely. A peripheral keyboard worked, so that was good, but with the pending storm I couldn't take home the one at my desk because all the cords are padlocked together. IKR, crazy? After I sought assistance from one of the IT guys, and confessed I killed my keyboard he congratulated me on being the ONLY person to ever be honest about hardware problems and let me borrow a keyboard for working from home on Wednesday as well as walked me through the process to order a new laptop, which I did need anyhow, as mine was on the refresh list. Huzza! I will admit it was nice to have a real keyboard and not the laptop keyboard, but I can't keep it. :(
My exercise consisted of putting all the beer where it belonged and packing up the beer to be distributed and laundry. No shoveling to be done, the storm didn't materialize for us on the coast.
|Jax thinks he would like my cucumbers.|
He does not like vegetables.
The look on his face when I offered him one - complete disgust.
Thursday (Spin) Back to work! What a crazy week. Lunch meetings meant I was back to Spin in the evening. I started feeling run down and achy and feverish Tuesday, I did my best to ignore it, but experience teaches me that's a bad idea. I went back on the Acetaminophen and Ibuprofen. Unfortunately, this means I miss an opportunity to make $150, crap its even one of the best ones! Of course, I'd be two weeks free of the stuff that makes me ineligible to be part of a research blood draw at work and the day after I start back on them the note comes out. Oh well... I didn't feel like crap after spin class, so that was good. Maybe this is a mild flare and won't cause me to miss Sunday's race. Well long run and beer trade, if we are honest here. Racing is something I don't do. Or at least not make me miserable for the days after if I do run it.
Finally put together Jax and Gus shadow boxes. I don't know how many years ago I bought ones for them that match the ones for the other three. So long ago that the modeling clay in the kit was dried out!! The paw prints aren't as great as the ones for the treacherous trio, but at least I have them and some pictures to frame. Now to figure out what to do about Gus' urn (wooden box) I didn't get one with a picture holder, but a space for a plaque... crap. It was kind of hard to read the tiny print through the tears and I didn't have my cheaters... oops. I'm sure I can come up with some creative way to attach his picture. All this has come a long way since the tin can holding Diesel's ashes! I really should get him a nice wooden box urn. The tin can looks kind of odd there on his shelf.
|My Thursday night project. I finally got these assembled after having them for years.|
We have the same for the Treacherous Trio.
I love having their paws prints in clay.
Friday (3.2) Couldn't shake the feeling of crap so I didn't run took Jax on a hike and met up with the Imaginary Husband and a friend biking. I knew we were going to the same place but I thought we left late enough to miss them. Jax LOVES to chase the mountain bike... We went on Jax's loop the opposite way so we weren't following the route the IH and Glenn would normally ride. We ran into them at mile 2 I really thought they'd take a different trail to the big loop. Now Jax was seriously more concerned about finding them! Not so clear on the whole directional thing but he could pick up the scent of the tire and was high tailing it to where it leads him (which was back to the car so all in all, not a bad thing). We had a pretty peppy hike and I will be prepared to run next time because he would have been totally hip to moving at a faster pace.
|The Inch Worm Bridge on Sammy C's trail.|
Jax was terrified of this for a long long time.
Now he's the king of the bridge!
Saturday (3.2) I'm beginning to understand what it means to be kind to myself. I feel like I'm being lazy, but I know what it feels like to feel good, and this isn't that. The Imaginary Husband, Jax, and I did Jax's loop. Feeling like I need to be racking up the miles I once did is lessening, remembering the feeling of the bloat from the inflammation is making a bit easier to stomach. Loosing what amounted to 5 lbs of crud sloshing around in my joints and my face is actually pretty nice. I used all the extra time I had today to clear off a shelf for the Gus memorial and for Jax. It's nice to see all 5 of the pups up there, well 6 with Moe and of course a couple pictures of my cats from my bachelorettehood!
|If you aren't going to eat that chicken, how about give it to me?|
There was a package in the mail for me. It was a signed hardcover copy of Colleen Alexander's book! Faith knows her and had a lovely conversation with Colleen about me, at least from the inscription in the book. The only thing I have in common with Colleen is Lupus. I hope I never have to endure what she did to recover from getting run over by a freight truck.
|So thoughtful and well-timed.|
Sunday ( 6.4 ) Spectated at Brrrrrlingame. That was the best plan. Mike's courses aren't a joke and this one was no exception. I had enough patience and warmth to wait out the first 10 or so runners at the two spots I picked to snap some pictures. The gap was a bit wider than I expected for the first spot and then at the second, the gap was HUGE! The Hammett brother's were spaced way far apart, don't ask me how many seconds, I didn't think to count. Muddy looked less annoyed and more like he was having fun. I saw Mike Daniels and no Gazelle. Huh. Leslie let me know Gazelle took a HUGE digger and his knees were a bloody mess. Eventually he hobbled by, looking determined to not let a few rocks and sticks and I think it was his knee cap sticking out stop him from finishing the race. After Pat Quinn passed and a couple other runners I didn't know I went off to get the blood circulating, warm up, and see if I could see the finish. I was too late to I hiked around the new part of the course.
The new part is very nice and I've been lost on a few of those trails now I have a 'map' with the GPS of the course I will bring Barney out and bike there. They are in my skill level.
After a fun lunch, where I ate like I ran 8 miles, I set off for a few errands and to go home. Dave asked me to take Jax for a hike, I agreed, he went off biking. I took Jax to one of my and Gus' favorite spots, Riverwood Preserve. You have to park on a side street and it is a 1/4 mile walk through a small neighborhood, before you get to the driveway for the trail head. To say it is inconvenient is the truth, which also keeps people away which also means I won't run into people, SCORE! Jax was a bit apprehensive on a new place but soon he was having a grand time running a head and doubling back to make sure he didn't lose me. We did part of the big rock climbs in the center and part of the flats, he seemed like he still had some energy so we took a cut across the park and at that point he definitely was ready to go home. We scared up some huge turkeys, a couple chipmunks, and some ducks.
|I probably have a shot of Gus on this same spot. |
You can see very far from here.
I think he enjoyed himself.
Still plugging away on the Crazy Easter Egg socks. Not a lot of down time this week.
By Anthony Horowitz
It's starting to get interesting, another death, another twist in the mystery. I'm glad I stuck with this one.
All in all not a bad week, I had a couple not so great feeling days, but it ended on a high note so we will take what we can get!
Beth, looking forward to some sun, finally!!