Oct 31 2005
Fast Lane
I did swim for 31:19 though!
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Oct 27 2005
Interruptus
Life dictated the pace yesterday, and I got in a mere 19:55 swim. I had to be home for soccer practice. I’ve worked to 14 hour days this week, so I needed to be home for laura.
Knee was a bit achey, but I did get my foam roller for IT Band massage yesterday too, I hit it last night and this morning.
I think I may swim again today, and then run tomorrow. I may have gone a little nuts out of the starting gate, I think the total from last week, was 3,4,4,7 which isn’t a lot overall, but for a first week back, maybe not the best idea. No TagOct 25 2005
Milham Creek Trail
35:31 4 Miles, streched out for a while afterwards.
I tunes song of the day:
“My bucket’s got a whole in it” Hank Williams.
I can’t buy no beer.
No TagOct 25 2005
Whistles in the water
I swam for 30:47 yesterday, a new personal best I suppose, as to how far I went, my adhd, brain just can’t count laps and swim at the same time. I wander in my head while pulling away, and maybe that’s the way it should be.
There was some sort of adult swim class going on, and I could hear whistles in the water every few minutes. Not sure what was going on. I was watching some of the other folks strokes with envy until I realized they had fins and floats.
The sponsoons of swimming!
No TagOct 23 2005
Scent of Darkness
Ritual is a big part of life. The repetition of some beneficial act of significance is a weapon against the evil spirits of the unknown. Maybe running, paddling, and now swimming is my rosary or worry beads.
As a ritual, I have run to Aunt Madelynne’s holiday parties. I’ve run to her house for every party since I started running. In fact there’s only one party where I didn’t make the 7+ miles on foot. And I did ride my bike there instead, and by some mysterious circumstance, I broke my foot playing rugby with the Buds. So I would take that as bad mojo.
I headed out at seven PM into the darkness on foot to Madelynne’s house. I tried switching sides of the road every 10 minutes or so. It was hard to stay on one side or the other in the dark as car’s kept coming every five minutes. County Road 374 is one of my favorites as it runs parallel to Red Arrow Highway. It is very unbusy, lined with trees, and vineyards. Making time in the dark, taking deep breaths I could smell grapes heavily on the air. A mist of rain interimittently came sprinkling down. Any run over an hour in those conditions along that pulls a few pins out of the voodoo doll.
7+ Miles 57:12
No TagOct 21 2005
Leave them all behind
strange how a ride lyric can become so engrained.
I didn’t ever think it would happen, but I had to keep running when Chris mobley couldn’t. I wanted him to keep going. So far knee feels ok, sluggish 9:15 pace, but still it is better than being in the clink.
Time: 36:41 4 miles.
No TagOct 20 2005
Stroke, stroke stroke
27 Minutes without stopping today at the pool. I think my body was dragging at the end there, but overall it was ok. I will run tomorrow.
on a side note I ordered a foam roller for IT band deep tissue massage, I feel so dirty, I am buying obscure massage products online.
No TagOct 20 2005
Pool Sessions are open game on
Dave Diget and crew have opened up the Kalamazoo Central High Pool to the nuts and crazies. So I brought Gabriel and Tom to the pool session in order to make sure he knew we meant business.
I tried to help Tom with his Greenland Standard Roll. He seems very close, he can high brace now, which he couldn’t before. And now he is settling upside down calmly and then initiating the sweep, it is the sweep that confounds him.
Gabriel, freak like his father sets up to do a reverse low brace roll, I tried to correct him twice, but then I thought, why not let him learn that one first?....
Gabriel and I also tried a new trick roll. Gabriel sat on my lap facing me, wrapped his legs around my waist and then I would capsize while he held on tight. I came so close three times. I was in the Boogie so I think if I tried it in the Silhouette with a traditional paddle I would be even closer.
No TagOct 20 2005
Impending housedoom with the Far Phantom
We are on the verge of selling our house, and moving into a new one. Lots of changes, all good. But change nonetheless.
I look forward to having a dishwasher, a place to store all the gear, a nicer kitchen. Etc… Financial stress hopefully won’t show too many cracks in the porcelain doll of my marriage and my mind. I wonder if I have more of my mother in me than I think when it comes to expectations for housing. Always biting off more than I can chew.
On another note, Isabella came to me with a really interesting story. She told me that she and the neighbor girl imagined a creepy specter called the Far Phantom who could turn invisible to everyone except children, and that when he knew children were watching he would hide behind every tree. She wouldn’t describe what he looked like, because she never got a good look at him. Or he would turn himself invisible when an adult showed up.
Why can’t I come up with a name as cool as the Far Phantom?
No TagOct 19 2005
Watching my Boob tube
Can’t take watching this thing too much, it’ll rot my brain.
Everytime it starts to build, I go a little haywire. I want to play hooky bad…
All I want is for everything to stop, stay frozen long enough to get out on the water, slide down one of those glassy faces at top speed.
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