Monday (5 + 2) - I couldn't get into a grove running and I discovered I could program intervals on my watch on the fly so I did that. Somehow the 5 miles was so much easier (ha ha) running 5 minutes and walking 45 seconds. Dunno. I guess my stamina wasn't really there on Monday. I overall felt really good, weird.
Jax entertained me on the Old Burlingame Camp loop (our name for it) with Dave hobbling behind. Someone cleaned up some of the blow downs that had go arounds. It will be interesting to see if someone tries blocking the original line versus the go around. Everyone is a trail expert!
|Funny, Dave didn't appreciate this...|
Tuesday (Elliptical / Booty Core) - Mikey is back to speaking to me as long as I don't go off on weird subjects, in my defense he started it. As my hip hurt on Wednesday I think its the Elliptical that is the problem. I didn't hurt last week and guess what I didn't do last week.
|Jax was 2 when this was taken.|
His "talk to the tail" pose when he didn't want to do what we wanted him to do - I believe Gus was just out of the frame and he may have been stalking him.
I didn't think there were still tagged geese out here.
Eastern Point Beach parking lot in the background.
Jax was so not into his Burlingame hike, he is perhaps a little spoiled and is a little bored with the Sammy C's / Secret Trail / OutenBack / Yellow Dot loop. Either that or it was 60F and he was a little warm.
Thursday (Elliptical / Booty Core + 1.5) - Yeah, so Thursday it dawned on me the connection between my hip and the elliptical, I used a different one, with the same result. Pain and discomfort. Well for fuck sake (I like that expression). I was late to the gym and Erik joined me. I've been listening to Crimetown - Detroit. I've completely lost my place in which episode I'm some where at the point where Kwamie (The Hip Hop Mayor) is getting indited for lying on the stand and the 14,000 text messages between him and his girlfriend. I wasn't sad to pull the plugs out of my ears when Erik got on the elliptical next to me. We had an interesting discussion about his upcoming marathon and coming to terms with what you want to do with what your body will allow you to do and his expectations for his race on Sunday.
|Plumber Butt rock|
I got home late from work, Dave went off to ride, and Jax was standing there looking at his doggy watch perplexed, it's nearly dog dinner time but he wanted to go on a hike. The problems this dog faces are real people, Dinner or a Hike but if he hikes before dinner he's going to be hungry. What to do what to do. I fed him, changed and then we went on our hike. A short one, mostly because I'm hobbling and I stupidly picked Bradford Preserve where the kids are in soccer practice and he was so focused on getting down to the soccer fields he was dragging me along. I parked off the dirt part of Woody Hill Road not thinking that sound travels up. Oh well.
Friday (3) - I vaguely recall thinking I'd go out for a bike ride when I got home from work. What happened was me getting home from work early, greeted by the usual goings on by the LBD (Little Black Dog) and me flopping on the couch with no intention of moving. I was out cold for an hour, Dave is amazed I can sleep through the CNC machine in the basement. It is a rhythmic noise with the dust collector humming in the background, if I wasn't tired it would lull me to sleep if I laid down.
Dave noticed me stirring and said "Hike?". Sure, I mumbled, please not Burlingame I want to go somewhere different. Jax was busy spinning in circles nosing and punching things while Dave is trying to put on his vest and collar. I stumbled around and found shoes and non-work clothes. I suggested Arcadia and Stepping Stone, or are they Step Stone Falls in Arcadia. Seemed like a nice hike with some hills to get the heart pumping after my coma nap. The rain wasn't due till 6 or so, so we would be fine.
But this rock looks like a Grand Piano!
Nice hike, my watch didn't pick up the signal right away so we were shorted a few 10ths, whatever. The GPS makes a fish! I thought that was cool! This part of spring is so ugly, the only green things are the briers with their wicked sharp thorns, it will be a few weeks till the pretty green things start springing from the earth. We did see a few skunk cabbage starting, and the moss is starting to become more of a rich green, but all in all, in my opinion, this is one of the ugliest times of the year.
Saturday (8 + 2) - Got out on my mountain bike in Woody Hill and Bradford Preserve for nearly 2 hours (1 and a half of moving time)! Slow going in some technical to me spots, and I got a little lost (typical) and may have trespassed at the quarry, but I'm not sure. The GPS GlenT sent to Sir George had that as part of the route and there was a definite trail. I was going to patiently wait for someone to build a bridge over a stream, ha ha, but since there were several crossings that could take a long time, I figured it was a good time to test out the drainage in my summer shoes and collect some mud on Barney and my pack (it's so freaking bright). Soooo nice to not have to wear winter boots, baggies and a long sleeve tech shirt was all I needed... ahhhhh....
|I managed to ride over the stick, flip it so it stuck in my spokes. |
That was a sudden stop!
I found the trail someone asked me about a few weeks ago. It was no where near where I thought it was and it was the spaghetti with trails coming so close it was hard to know which direction to go. I have to study the GPS. That side trip took me off my main path, but it was interesting, and more importantly I got back to my intended path!!
On my side trip I met up with a group of bikers and 4 unleashed dogs. The dogs were friendly, but I really don't think people should not say "Hey they are friendly" and let the dogs run up to the person, because what if the person they are shouting to is terrified of dogs or simply reeks of fear and sets something off in an otherwise mild mannered dog or the dog looses their mind temporarily.
As an example: Moe, the disabled dalmatian, when she bit the mail man on his calf after he gave her a treat, he was walking away, we were all stunned! Joe (the mailman) said to us (we were outside working on the house) "Um I think your dog just bit me." and we said "No way" Well the puncture wound and blood on his calf told a different story. Then it got crazy from there and poor Joe was the laughing stock of the post office when they found out it was the 'sweet little disabled dalmatian' and not the 'crazy german shepherd' who was the deliverer of the bite. He was a good mailman, but I don't think he ever left another treat for Moe after that, I can't blame him.
Anyhow, I didn't say anything to the people, a couple of the dogs wanted scratches and the others stayed away, I gave scratches and said hi to the puppers and pedaled on my way.
|Gus liked this spot too.|
Jax spent most of the day alone, and was pretty ticked but he's a dog and not a cat so he doesn't hold a grudge well and once I was cleaned up we went to Grills Preserve for a hike. It is nice and flat there and just the ticket! I haven't been there in a few years. Gus and I used to go there a lot, until he started getting even worse in the car and that 8 mile drive was too much for his nerves, so we settled on a 2 mile drive to Riverwood Preserve. The land trust had done some 'maintenance' many people weren't so sure about but it has mostly grown back in and seems more natural. They also have marked new trails (I think the periwinkle color is new) and some new signs. It was a lovely outing. Jax enjoyed the same muddy areas Gus used to so that was a nice memory. I think I have the same picture of them standing in the same muddy spot. I'm getting more at ease with Gus being gone.
Sunday (3) - At the end of the day we got the crazy dog out for a hike in Bradford Preserve. I really do like those trails. I even got Dave out on Hansel and Gretel, but he says the mountain bikers call it something different but couldn't remember what and more importantly was I going to be a runner or a biker. I said I was bi sport. Ha ha!
It was so lovely out Sunday late morning.
Jax was happy that we were busy talking to each other so he could wander off and get into things and not have us calling for him every 5 seconds.
|Along Hansel and Gretel|
I'm happy they humor me.
This actually turned out to be a nice photo!
Well that got long winded... guess I am feeling better. The prednisone headache and fog lifted for the last week! The Beast symptoms are at bay. Touch wood this stays for a while.
Beth, future looks bright, gotta wear shades?