Training Log Archive: bl

DP, rain, not much else. Lots of greenery, mosquitoes as well.

Yuk of a day, hard rain for most part, still had to get boat stuff done. Drove to Portsmouth & Kittery, back by 11AM. Every time we tried to return the water tank to its place, another problem arose - 4 by end of day.

Started the wood stove to chase away blah.

Saturday eve symmetry - dark chocolate (& white)

Stretching etc at home on the rug. Boat work rules the day. Running not being a real option is disconcerting, to say the least. In pre-AP days, though, I might not have run for 10 or so days due to end of spring O season and launch deadline. I am not getting anywhere re prep for European O because of injury; I can always find 50' for running somewhere in the day.

Saw a turtle in the brook in front of the house today. I'd guess a snapper, appropriately sinister from what I could see. Went into the garage to wipe paint off the fingers, was back in less than 90" and the bloke was gone! It was as if I imagined this lumbering reptile. Looked a bit but could not spot. Told Beth of the sighting (the only turtle I've seen in that brook in 16 years). She said the fellows that hauled the boat off one or two Junes ago reported seeing a turtle - perhaps the same one. Will keep looking. The rapid disappearance was weird.

Ben E ("CPUDude") came & killed the virus lickety split. He's a PC person who moved with agility/facility on the Mac. The MacAttack withered under his fire. The porn people are gone - they'll be missed:-). I did not expect him to come with the nasty weather (particularly the electric component) and was working on the boat. Beth answered the door in a bathrobe. Heard a voice astern (over the radio and which I thought was on the radio) & voila.

He didn't think the Dell OEM Windows XP I just bought would activate, pulled out a Windows 2000 CD, put it in the laptop for a short while and the system was ready for the XP upgrade which I thought to be of no use. So now Parallels, XP, QR closer, maybe even OCAD. Nothing like expertise and not always easy to find.

10 mi in the past 7 days - sigh. Not much progress.

DP, cool enough, sun behind a patch of cloud. Get most any kind of exercise before 0800 on such days as we walk into summer. Spotted a turtle track as well as the new moon yest. eve.

Used the vibrator/heat pad - a mattress alive....

Anatomy of a leg (11-12 at brown USOC Ultra-Long champs, Hueston Woods, OCIN, 4/2/11). An occasional review of the season's worst.



Approached #11 along the stream bed and greener than mapped perhaps. Certainly green & thorny (and had been much of the time) so my first thought was to get to the road, not even noting the indistinct path I crossed. To the bend and then over to that same path, crossing the reentrant and then angling SW, crossing the second reentrant, onto the same path again - cutting the corner. Along the path but not sure where. Don't recall seeing the RS, angled SW to the PL, in a reentrant I assumed was the reentrant to the north (! fatal). Crossed the open ride, down the reentrant to the stream - along a shelf and up the reentrant I thought would lead me to the control. It looked OK and ahead was a green patch, looking sufficiently green. I circled around that green for quite some time, thinking it may have been well-enough placed, seemingly hidden. Eventually, I took a bigger swing onto the spur where I could see I was almost due E of the front of the Lodge (had been inside earlier). That was sufficient to tell me I was too far south & went north to the point. It seemed like a hard-to-relocate situation or maybe it was just me. Fastest was 6:00, I was 17:52, Sharon C 10:05.

Have a virus on this computer. Opened an email alledgedly from Jeff Shapiro (!) here and at work. At work an IT fellow was able to clean it up. Here, not so easy. At least I know what I am up against. Indeed, it throws porn my way, even when not expecting! Truly vile. I had been warned at work and did not buy anything to remove it when it came with its dire warnings last night. Some of the English is strange after giving it some thought. A fellow was going to come here this pm but did not show up. There might be sufficient info for me to do available on the web it but I wouldn't mind some expertise.

C • Sobering 5

Evening DP on Beth's watch and too beckoning an eve for me to pass up. Started w/ usual pest factor and discussion about bonafide entitlement vs. conditioned expectations. When Z&M note simple breakfast or delayed dinner is finished, expectation does not take 'no' for an answer.

Moon another notch to the left, barely moving but fragrant air (as January cannot know), more crickets and some stories in the sand. The best went unrecorded: a zigzag up a sand slope in the process of being made by a winged insect and ruined by Z.

Vanishing turtle tale/tail


Beth getting over the final few vertical feet of a respectable slope in the Sandbox


Z with her very own turtle (she has a knack for retrieving them)

SPS wander at noon, stay in shade. Can't do much more than 2 mi & not encouraging at that. 90F by mid-pm.

DP with the Monitor, such news! Powder blue, heat in the making. Seems like the dogs are expecting a treat just to get in the car to go! (vs leave). At least, size and duration still escape them.

Expect to see the "Breakfast at Tiffany's " crowd any day. Maybe 100 brass shell casings strewn about from shooters...evidently not worth the trouble to pick up.

Faraway series, photos from elsewhere, #67

Machu Picchu in morning mist, 1986

Evening DP, seductive June evening. So shady at the homestead one might think the day is done. Quite to the contrary, the near-solstice day was alive and well on the PL. Played in the warm sand of the Sandbox.

Otherwise, the day was lost as far as the clarion call of AP "training/improvement" is concerned. Came home at noon & then straight from work to remove the fresh water tank from under the cabin sole. Got it out with only one small, unwelcomed nick - found a 3mm corrosive hole in a repair dating back to c. 1992.

Come to think, water and sand were primary at the end of the day. Mama Earth is always making sand with Her erosive wind and water action. I often wonder when, where and how the Sandbox environs came to be...a river, a seashore, a desert even.

Just felt a tick ticking on my right shoulder. As an experiment (no ready scotch tape or inclination to walk the distance to the toilet), I pressed on it nearly as hard (on the mouse pad) as I could more than once for some 5-6 seconds each time - and it carried on. So I took the poor bloke to the toilet; next step will be their "learning" to swim. Darwin would say: "but of course!".

One step from eternity

C • Fleet of foot 2

DP, back to slough. Almost cold in the house, overdress, get in PL sun & quickly hot. Went looking for a green & wet photo with dogs but didn't persuade them/bark at them enough for it to happen.

Scent of lilac, sight of rhododendron, a cricket song for the going out.

Went to Portsmouth yesterday as well as having Pete & family for lunch, lopping time off from GSD-at home theme.

Couldn't find a tennis ball at home or anything suitable in size at first sweep. Google provided the exercise, even a YouTube to look at. Certainly was tooth-achy in the car on the long sit, necessitating a "lean left" counteraction. Will get consistent w/ a piriformis stretch. Haven't investigated ilio-psoas as possible source or directed exercise yet.

Finally have a Windows XP for the Mac - had a (mistaken) upgrade, of no use w/o already having the XP.

C • balls 3

Walk - jog DP, psychologically feels much better than just a slow walk.
Typed above words & then had to take two ticks to toilet.

Fun & games with boat - filled the tanks but water trickled into the bilge, didn't give up implying a leak in one of the tanks under the cabin sole. Not a new experience but why should anything go smoothly - that would absolutely be too easy!