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Jun 26

It’s an itch

Poison ivy status: The backs of my hands have blistered up. My arms are terribly itchy. But it’s all there on hands and arms. No fever, no real additional spreading. Just a painful inconvenience. I have been applying Neosporin and Cortisone and some other lotion that we have that has the magic words on the label. Extra Cortisone has been acquired. Calamine lotion, too. I wake up itching, of course. More accurately: I wake up scratching, which is when I’m doing the most of it. Will power only gets you so far and not that far at all when you’re unconscious.

It doesn’t feel nice in the heat. It is about to get terribly hot. We are approaching the end of week one of this by the book consequence to hasty and stupidity.

You know what else doesn’t feel good just now are my cycling gloves. Fingerless gloves are meant to be a protective bit of accessory, but the worse of my blisters are on the backs of my hands and … ouch.

Anyway, we went out for a short ride today. Just long enough to get in some posed photos.

There is a Strava segment near our house and it seems to me that I should be offended that I don’t own the best time on the Strava segment that is near our house. It is a .8 mile stretch that starts with a downhill and then comes back up. It’s nothing, but, then, neither am I. Also, I usually try this on those days when my legs feel good, but always at the end of a ride, when “good” is a relative term, anyway. (You wouldn’t do it at the beginning of a ride, because you aren’t warmed up, but I should try that sometime, just to see.)

Anyway, we only rode for a half hour and so my legs were basically warmed up but I was not tired, so i gave it a go.

And now I have the second fastest time of that Strava segment, improving my best by three seconds, and now just seven seconds off the overall.

I’m, also, almost out of tricks for improving my time. Not sure where I can find eight more seconds.

Here’s another little video from earlier this month at Kruger National Park. This elephant was, momentarily, not happy that we were there. I was characteristically thrilled he was running right to me. I took out the audio because mostly you can hear our guide try to warn him off, and then begin to move his truck as a precaution. But the elephant was running a bluff, and we’re all still here of course.

  

I was, initially, a bit ambivalent about the idea of a safari, but found myself won over on the first day. The views were lovely, the animals we encountered were outstanding and each one felt unique, and our guide was top notch. The entire experience was stress free, aside from early morning wake ups. If we ever find ourselves in South Africa again, and going on a safari again, it’ll be with Wild Wings. And if you’re considering doing such a thing, do it. And book it with Wild Wings. They were terrific.


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Jun 26

Just cats

It is time, once again, for the site’s most popular feature, the regular check-in with the kitties.

This summer Phoebe has been discovering the World Cup.

She has just walked into the room as I am writing this. I’m not sure, but maybe she’s saying something about exterior shots, or pausas de hidratación. Probably it is the back-and-forth.

Poseidon likes to watch the bike races and, for some reason, he’s intrigued by police chases. I suppose it appeals to his ever watchful eye. Poe is always watching.

People see these photos of him and they’re a bit startled to learn he isn’t always that cute. He is not always this charming. He could be. He chooses not to be. It is an innate and frustrating bit of character.

A cat of a different sort, this one from South Africa. We caught it on one of our morning safaris. He was looking to wind down from an evening and night of hunting and whatever else the Disney lions do when we aren’t looking. Isn’t this guy great? He strutted around for a while, determined to give us a decent show, before he wandered farther off into the scrub.

  
Somehow I doubt all of these cats would get along. Poseidon would terrify that lion.

I was, initially, a bit ambivalent about the idea of a safari, but found myself won over on the first day. The views were lovely, the animals we encountered were outstanding and each one felt unique, and our guide was top notch. The entire experience was stress free, aside from early morning wake ups. If we ever find ourselves in South Africa again, and going on a safari again, it’ll be with Wild Wings. And if you’re considering doing such a thing, do it. And book it with Wild Wings. They were terrific.


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Jun 26

Oh no, dropped again

Poison ivy status: inside of both forearms, and the space between my thumb and index finger on the back of both of my hands. Itchy and liable to stay that way for a few weeks. There’s something to look forward to.

We had a lovely little bike ride this evening. We got to say hello to the sheep who were grazing peacefully as we pedaled by.

Here’s proof that I wasn’t dropped right away. This is 22 minutes after the sheep, which were, themselves, about 25 minutes into the ride.

But I did get dropped, and dropped but good. Also, we had 20 mile per hour headwinds for the last seven miles. That’s OK, it allowed for some time to move through the countryside at my own pace — which was slow in that win. Near the end of the ride I was counting on this tree line to give me a little break.

That lasts for about 11 seconds.

And at the I-can’t-believe-I-must-stop-twice-in-1,500-feet-when-I’m-tired section of the route …

I wonder if I’ve seen that tractor and its driver or, if so, how many times. I doubt he’s counting cyclists. I wonder which fields behind me is going to work. Or maybe he’s as done with the day as I was just there. I was pretty much done.


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Jun 26

The adidas Foundation’s ‘Power of Sport Talks’

Got up this morning and drove to the train station. It’s about an hour drive to where we wanted to be and for the first half hour we were right on the cusp of arriving in time to catch our train, or miss it. But after that first bit the road opened up and we made good time, arriving with four whole minutes to spare. Destination: the big city.

The adidas Foundation was holding a series of presentations that they called “The Power of Sport Talks.” It was an ideas forum, in the United States with a wide array of speakers focusing on how sport can drive “meaningful social change.” They put together a nice program of nine speakers. It was well done. Here are a few highlights.

Renata Simril, president and CEO of the LA84 Foundation which funds youth sport programs, infrastructure projects, commissions research, and creates educational initiatives. The power of the playground, and sport, are great equalizers, she said, but it is at risk for today’s youth. That power, she said, is only transformational if ALL kids can access it. If children continue to play, she said, they can learn the lessons and skills that the game provides. That, she said, was how children can “develop the habits of civic life.”

Dr. Hajar Abulfazl‘s talk approached youth sport from a different perspective. She grew up playing soccer player in Kabul. Playing as a little girl in Afghanistan, she says, was an act of defiance, and her purpose. She made the national team, and became the captain, but ultimately saw the squad dissolved by national policy and her teammates fleeing the country. Abulfazl then led a national program for youth soccer, going door-to-door, creating a new league, enrolling thousands of girls across seven provinces. The success, she said, was watching teenaged girls walk onto the pitch, knowing they belonged there. It was a fight she’d waged within her own family, as well. She moved to the US in 2017, discovered Soccer Without Borders and now works with immigrants and refugees from more than a dozen nations.

Tom Farrey, from The Aspen Institute, talk about the power of sport to do nothing less than save democracy. Government, he notes, is the ultimate form of “We.” Farrey points out that sport teaches people to collaborate across differences, teaches competition, rules, consequences, develop people capable of leading, and as venues to learn how to bring people together and develop shared solutions.

He touches on The Playground Movement that led to thousands of municipal playgrounds, many still open today across the country. He also talked about the negatives that we can encounter in youth sport, tribalism ultimately leading to nationalism, financial inequities and so on. Here, he points out that sport is not guaranteed to do the things we’d like, it’s how we use them.

“Democracy is about relationships and sport is about relationships in action,” Farrey said.

Mary Connor, a former first round WUSA draft pick, told a poignant and powerful story about a non-profit failure, and how it changed her personal life and her work ever since. Connor, now the CEO of Common Goal, a nonprofit using soccer to shape a world where every young person has the opportunity to play, learn, and thrive. Her challenge: to turn toward hard things.

“Are you designing for belonging? Or are you just hoping it shows up? It won’t show up on its own.”

It was a powerful presentation. The adidas Foundation said they’ll be publishing these talks soon. That means you’ll also hear from Jasmyne Spencer, who spent 12 years in the NWSL and last year won the inaugural Northern Super League Championship with the Vancouver Rise. She talked about togetherness as “the real beauty of sport,” which perhaps we all have some inkling of, even if only in enjoying a win in a crowd.

Carly Heinz, director of development at Beyond Sport talked about discovering tennis during Serena Williams’ first grand slam run. After moving on from competitive collegiate tennis, and the identity that comes with being an athlete, Heinz realized that the lessons from sport can apply to all of the seasons of life, that sport has a power to draw things out of us and can provide safe spaces for people to grow.

Sport, Heinz says, shows us the value of authenticity, “and gives us the opportunity to return to ourselves, fully, courageously, and honestly.”

Melissa Otterbein, director of fitness and healthy lifestyles for Special Olympics International discussed the health disparities of people with intellectual disabilities (shorter life, higher risk of diabetes, heart health and depression) and encouraged participation.

Rachele Pojednic, of Stanford University and also the Chief Science Officer at Restore, studies longevity, and talks about how we live, how we die, and what the heart really is.

“Muscle is the tissue of longevity,” she said. “The question isn’t whether you’ll lose it, you will. The question is whether you’re building reserve now.”

Pojednic said muscle buys you time, and the ability to move through your own life on your terms. Pojednic talked about scholarship that shows “The most important metric for heart muscle outcomes, not heavy weights, not Pilates, not Zone 2 … consistency. Consistency, diligence is the whole game. None of this requires you are an athlete. It requires you act like one.”

“You need the discipline of a sport,” Pojednic said.

This was the adidas Foundation’s first such effort in the United States, and it was a terrific program beyond these few highlights, but there is always a lot more to discuss – and a lot more to move us – in these areas. Hopefully the next “Power of Sport Talks” isn’t too far away.

After the event we got to go on the roof to take in a nice view of the city. We met some of the speakers, some other sport leaders and other scholars.

It was a nice event, and we’re lucky to have gone to it. After, we sought out a place to watch some of the World Cup. I chose the World Cup on the Terrace, at the Perelman Performing Arts Center. They promised two screens and their view did not disappoint.

Food and drinks from a welcoming staff and you could look up at this during lulls in the game. Who needs two big screens when you’ve got this to stare at?

We watched two games and a bit of a third one there, enjoyed over-cooked hamburgers and the company of a small crowd of people also there to enjoy a perfect and low key evening.

Caught the subway to the train, the train to the car, and the car home.

By which point I was itchy. Couldn’t wait to get off my sports coat. Couldn’t wait to pull off my long sleeved button down. Couldn’t wait to see the poison ivy. I grabbed some yesterday while weeding. Didn’t realize it until it was too late. Didn’t wash it all off well, or quickly enough, or both. And now I’ll itch for a few weeks.

I’m not going to dwell on it here, I’m just going to be miserable, or pitiful, or both.


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Jun 26

In the weeds

We had an electrician out today. His job was to address something brought up by a previous electrician. I wish the first guy was still here, instead. But you get what you get. Also, the issue did not get addressed. But, my, how we can pass the buck.

The good news, I suppose, is that I discovered a whole lot of weeding to do. I pulled up stuff for hours, making a considerable dent, and filling the last of my yard bags. I need to buy more. So that I may do more weeding.

Some people find that relaxing, I suppose, but I have other pursuits. Or I did, before today.

Anyway, that was the biggest part of the day. Here’s a little video I shot in South Africa. However short it is, it is better than my discussing the root systems of the various things I encountered today.

  

I was, initially, a bit ambivalent about the idea of a safari, but found myself won over on the first day. The views were lovely, the animals we encountered were outstanding and each one felt unique, and our guide was top notch. The entire experience was stress free, aside from early morning wake ups. If we ever find ourselves in South Africa again, and going on a safari again, it’ll be with Wild Wings. If you’re considering doing such a thing, do it. And book it with Wild Wings. They were terrific.