Monday


5
Dec 16

Oh I sat down a lot, too

This was the most notable thing about my weekend:

On Saturday I ran 10 miles. This is a new personal record for run-only. (I do not know what is happening.) I’ve done a half Ironman and that involved a 12.1 mile run and somehow I did that. But this was 10 miles and it was about 38-degrees, which was only a problem at the beginning and the end. The pace was slow, but that was a deliberate choice on top of this pre-existing fact: I’m just kinda slow anyway. But the eighth mile and the 10th mile were the two fastest miles, so that’s good.

How was your weekend?


21
Nov 16

We had company, and then …

The Yankee’s parents are in town for their early Thanksgiving. It is always a nice treat to have company, and they are lovely company. Yesterday evening, they had company at our house:

So this other couple, they have a daughter our age. And The Yankee and that woman went to school together. Through their time in the same town and at PTA and stores and wherever else people meet and visit, The Yankees parents and these nice people became friends over the years. Eventually, those people moved to Indianapolis to be closer to some of their family. And now here we all are. We’re 90 minutes from them, the in-laws are here, they drove down. We had a nice visit and took some pictures.

I’m not sure why I’m the only one sitting down.

I type this while listening to music in a production studio late this evening:


14
Nov 16

Burrrrrrrowing in

Animals have particular habits. Allie has routines, where she spends various and specific parts of her day, what she plays with and ignores, which of her bowls she prefers. She doesn’t like to touch bare skin, but she’s happy to claw her way up a pants leg. There’s a certain pillow she’ll sit on readily, and others she’ll ignore.

We also have several throws that circulate through the living room and she has preferences. Some of them she’ll walk across or even sit on. Some of them she’ll walk on. A few she has decided she likes. Around this white one, however, she’ll remind you of the old lava game we all played as children. And so this is how you know it is cold out just now:

Here’s the super duper moon peeking through the clouds this evening:

That’s from the parking deck as I headed home for the night. By the next super moon, your phone will take a much better photograph, I bet.


7
Nov 16

Weekend color

Autumn is here. Too soon for me, but too late for others. I hear about it, believe me. It makes for good elevator fodder and faux-angst. It is all the Southerner’s fault, and so on.

But the roses are still blooming at the house:

So there’s that.

I struggled my way through a 10K on Saturday. Here was our path:

That was at the beginning, in about the last moment this particular run felt good. About two-thirds of the way through, though, my feet numbed up and I was able to run a slight bit better. And this was my view at that moment:

And right about here was when I realized I needed to get new shoes … to replace the brand new sneakers I’m running in right now. I suppose not every pair of even the same model of Saucony is the same. Let’s just blame the fallen leaves:

There’s that moment in a fair amount of my runs where I’d like to be done, but I have to get back to the house or the car. This was that moment. When you go for a low-angle shot on your run, your run is pretty much over:

It is a lovely little leaf turn, though:


31
Oct 16

Trick or treat

“And it better be a treat, hooman.”

We’ve learned you don’t want a trick from a cat. She knows I know this. This, then, was a clear signal.

A clear signal.