Wednesday, October 31, 2007
Five years ago today I was packing my bags and getting ready to leave for Sydney. I wasn't concerned about Halloween because my itinerary had me leaving for LAX around 700P and then catching an 1100P flight to SYD.
In theory, I never should have seen Nov. 1, 2002. However we had a flight delay and I spent part of the evening in the Qantas Club watching live coverage of the Halloween festivities in WeHo.
It was well past midnight before we boarded the plane and took off for SYD. If I remember correctly, that was an 18 hour flight and after a few cocktails I went to sleep. Missed out on most of the food service in Business Class.
I did get up a few times and walk around and let me tell you...there's nothing like an 18 hour cocktail party at cruising altitude of 30K feet!
I was more concerned about being rested, not drunk and ready to hit the ground running when I met with Steve and Baron in SYD.
That was a fun trip and I would love to go back to SYD. I *heart* Sydney!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
History: Invented in 1923 by the Curtiss Candy Co. of Chicago. The crunchy bar wrapped in chocolate is now made by Nestle.
Calorie count: The Fun Size (21 grams) has 100 calories.
History: The licorice candy was first produced in 1893 by the Quaker City Confectionery Co. in Philadelphia and is considered the oldest branded candy in the country.
History: Created by Harry Burnett Reese in the 1920s. Reese was a former dairy employee of Milton Hershey, founder of the Hershey Co. In 1963, the Reese candy company was sold to Hershey for $23.5 million.
History: Created in 1930 by Mars, Snickers bars sold for a nickel. The Fun Size was introduced in 1968.
• Twizzlers: Sickos. Truly demented. Plastic people living plastic lives.
History: The Twizzlers brand was introduced in 1929. The red licorice strips are manufactured by Y&S Candies, a company established in 1845 that is now a Hershey subsidiary.
Calorie count: One package (70 grams) has 240 calories.
- I'm in a slump. I can't get excited about going running or spinning. My shoulder isn't hurting as much so I'm using that as my excuse to not do weights. Not sure what the deal is.
- Memorial Park bridgeBASH Kickoff Party!
When: November 7th
Time: 6 p.m. - 8:30 p.m.
Where: Mosaic Houston (in Bayou Place above VIN), free admission.
See the proposed pedestrian/cyclist bridge design for Memorial Park... a living bridge... a green solution... with access for all! Meet the winning architects from the 2007 Rice Design Alliance Partners Design Charrette and Memorial Park Conservancy staff. The event is also introducing their signature event on January 26, 2008... Memorial Park bridgeBASH: Taste of the Park! See more info at their website: http://www.bridgethepark.org/.
Monday, October 29, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Ginger did a number to Defying Gravity. It was a remix that I had NEVER heard and of course this morning I woke up singing it. I've already checked and Napster has it.
My left shoulder hurts. I have no idea what I did to cause this pain but when I woke up this morning it hurt to get out of bed. I went to LeFittes yesterday but I didn't do a strenous weight workout. So I don't know...
I feel better if I don't move. I didn't go running as planned because I knew that I wouldn't be able to put up with the constant motion of the arm moving. It hurts to tie my shoes.
I took some Aleve and it has helped a bit but it still aches. I managed to get The Calvinator over to Memorial Park. It is too beautiful of a day to keep him inside so we went for a long walk.
So I'm sitting here sort of trying not to move my left shoulder. I have jury duty tomorrrow. :-(
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Thursday, October 25, 2007
I didn't sleep much last night because The Calvinator kept hearing things. I'm not going to discourage him from barking because when it matters (i.e. someone is prowling) I want him to notify me.
Every time I would wake up I knew that something wasn't right with me. So when I woke up this morning to walk him, it really hit me. I had planned on going for a run but after our walk I went back to bed.
I finally took a Claritin-D and you know what that means. I'm on edge again but I can breathe.
Top all of this off with the fact that The Calvinator has been vomiting. Not chunky stuff. Just liquid stuff. I think he ate something this morning on our walk. I'm usually really good at stopping him or getting it out of his mouth but I wasn't at 100% during our walk so who knows what he ate.
I REALLY want to go for a run. The weather is beautiful today and I think I'd be better off getting fresh air and sunshine rather than going to Spin Class. I got a run in yesterday but I also ate 2 donuts.
In other news...
TFMJS called and got me an invite to a party for tomorrow night in River Oaks! It is a fundraiser for Habitat For Humanity. Either dress in yellow or wear a costume so I'm opting for a costume. Many moons ago I had some yellow pants but I think Jimmy Carter was president at the time. It looks like I'll wear a pirate outfit. My De La Hoya costume would be fun but I really don't want to be traipsing around a River Oaks mansion in heels.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
FHNBG is also one of the people who surprised me in NYC for my 40th Birthday. It was sort of a payback for the 40th Birthday Party a group of us threw for him. A committee was formed and worked for a couple of months to pull it off. Worlds collided that night at Rice Lofts. People from across the country came to celebrate with FHNBG which is a testament to the good person that he is.
FHNBG is one of the few people that can appreciate my knack for being able to sing a song for just about any occasion. Most of the time he can jump right in and finish the song. Scary isn't it?
There are many more things I could say about FHNBG. He has been a part of my crew for a few marathons. Being a marathoner himself he was always good at anticipating what I might need.
I'm going to re-post a photo. It is the one of us in NYC. (I thought about using the high school photo we used for his 40th Birthday but I know that paybacks are hell so I won't.)
Greg is on the far left.
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
To see more photos, click here and look for the Halloween Party 101907 album.
Also this past weekend, Chicago Paul was visiting. Through AttyHou, I met Chicago Paul ten years ago. He is always fun to have around.
BTW...I have determined that when the temp is in the low-50s it is time to change from a Iced Grande Sugar-free Vanilla Non-fat Latte to a Grande Non-fat No whip Sugar-free Vanilla Latte. I walked in this morning and was confronted with, "I'm not going to make your regular. Four of you have changed your order this morning." I replied, "You're correct. It's time to change." Do they know me or what????!!!!
Monday, October 22, 2007
I met runnerOne this morning at Memorial Park. Yep. It was another 500A run. It was 77 degrees and 75% humidity. In spite of our allergies we had a good run. He didn't tell me until we got to the 1.5 mile mark that we were going to do a negative split.
Let me 'splain. A negative split means that the second half of your run needs to be faster than the first half; even if it is 2 seconds faster it still counts as a negative split. About 1/2 a mile into the second part of our run I knew we were going to be faster, I just didn't how fast. Turns out I knocked 1 minute and 33 seconds off of the first half. Not bad for a 500A run. And I was drenched from sweat. It wasn't real pretty.
I was actually sorta regretting having Bottomless Mimosas at brunch yesterday with TFMJS. Over consumption of alcohol usually doesn't help my running.
I owe you some photos from the art festival last week and some photos from Friday night. I'll get to those soon.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Today I realized why people snap. They just lose it. And you wonder, "How did that happen?" And today the above song has been on my mind. Here's what happened.
I knew that I wouldn't be able to make the 500P Mass today at St. Anne's. Plus they are having the Fall Fiesta so parking would be difficult. I opted to run over to St. Theresa's for the 1000A Mass.
I was already wired from the Claritin-D and the Iced Grande Sugar-free Vanilla Non-fat Latte so I really didn't need to be bothered.
Sitting behind me were some teenage girls with an infant. Jabber, jabber, jabber + baby crying.
In front of me was a guy, probably my age or a bit younger, with two boys. The kids were probably 5 & 6 years of age and dad was sitting between them trying to keep them apart. The kids couldn't sit still.
I kept trying to ignore the distractions around me and concentrate on the Mass and I was doing a good job until we reached the Eucharistic Prayer. (This is the part of the Mass where everyone is kneeling and the priest is consecrating the host.) So you see, it is supposed to be quiet and everyone is supposed to be concentrating on what is going on.
The two boys in front of me were fighting over the hymnals. They had a stack of 5 and they couldn't have 2 & 3 or 3 & 1 or 1 & 4. It was all or nothing. Dad was not making much of an effort to break up the fight. I was getting furious.
I was really trying to ignore what was happening in front of me but I couldn't. I was really trying to concentrate on what was happening on the altar, but I couldn't. I really wanted to bop them on the head; dad included. And then I thought, "If I had a gun I'd probably shoot them; not to kill but to get their attention."
The kid in front of me finally got all 5 hymnals and the other one was starting to do a silent cry. I leaned forward and grabbed all 5 hymnals and put them in my pew. The kids looked stunned. Dad was embarassed. The girls behind me started giggling. I wondered if I was going to get my lights punched out in church?
Dad said something to the two boys and then the oldest one said, "I didn't mean to embarass you dad." Uh, hello. NO apology to me or to the people in front of them?
It came time for the Communion hymn and dad reached to get a hymnal. Guess what? I had the hymnals and I wasn't sharing.
Needless to say, I feel like I didn't get much out of going to Mass today. The sermon was good so maybe it wasn't a total loss.
I got out of the church before anyone could say something to me or hit me. Not sure that I'll be going back to the 1000A Mass at St. Theresa's anytime in the near future.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
- The party last night was fun.
- Don't use the cheap, fake blood from Walgreens. It burned my face and then stained it. I got it off before it did any more damage.
- I'm too old to be staying out until 200A.
- Didn't get a run in today. The last time I went running was on Thursday but I did get a weight workout in on Friday.
- The bois next door are having a cocktail party and I need to get over there.
- Followed by a 30th anniversary celebration for some friends.
Need to scoot and give Calvin his Frosty Party.
Here is a clue as to what inspired my costume:
Friday, October 19, 2007
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Monday, October 15, 2007
Saturday, October 13, 2007
I have many favorite stories about TFMJS. The first time that she helped me move she was amazed at how many shoes and cds I have. What can I say?
TFMJS is from Detroit and doesn't like people telling her how to drive...especially a car full of meauxs. She makes me laugh (and she likes to imitate my laugh!). :-)
This picture is a bit out of focus. It was taken at Tropical Depression #46.
In Other News:
We are having awesome weather today. When I took The Calvinator out for his morning stroll it was a bit cool. In my running dictionary I would define it has perky nipple weather.
I took my happy ass out to Memorial Park this morning for a 7 mile jaunt. It has been a few weeks since I've done 7 and I probably could have done 8 but I didn't want to over do it. And knowing that it was perky nipple weather, I made sure to put on some Band-Aids because I hate bloody nipples.
Will Run For Martinis commented on her blog the other day about the fair weather runners who mob Memorial Park when the weather turns nice. Well, they were out in full force this morning.
Granted, I don't own the park so I can't put up a velvet rope and decide who gets to run so I just deal with it even though today:
1. Some dude elbowed me when he tried to pass me;
2. Some man decided to use me as his pacer (OK folks, I'm not a fast runner so why are you going to use me as your pacer????)
3. There was a lady with her dog (no big deal) BUT she had a frickin' retractable leash and the dog was doing zigzags all over the place. SHE almost tripped on the leash not to mention all of the other people who trying to avoid the frickin' retractable leash.
SIDEBAR: I'm not the Dog Whisperer but if I were I'd use my influence and outlaw retractable leashes. What good are they? It doesn't teach the dog anything. Prior to me taking ownership of The Calvinator he had a retractable leash. I put an end to that but I still had to retrain him to walk with a regular leash. So I bought a $35 bungee leash and after a couple of months he no longer jerked my arm out of its socket and we were able to use a regular leash.
I'm happy to report that Architect Todd was out there this morning. He is training for his first marathon and is KW. AttyHou has kept him in the loop about what happened in Chicago last weekend. Let's hope it doesn't scare him.
Randy in the 019 had a sectional couch to donate to Legacy's Resale Store. After I cleaned up we made a couple of trips and delivered it to the store.
I was getting ready to head over to the art festival when my phone rang. It was Montrose/Midtown David. He treated me to lunch at Otto's. Good burger!
I left Otto's and was heading toward downtown when I realized that I had left my Nike bag at the restaurant. It had my glasses, billfold and some other things in it. On my way back to the restaurant I was praying that it was still there.
I was also hoping that I had paid it forward. You see, last week at Design Within Reach I found a Blackberry and turned it in. On Monday, I found an iPod at Memorial Park and actually found the guy who had lost it. So yes, the bag was there and everything was still in it.
So yes, I made it to the art festival but I'll do a separate post about that once I get the photos ready.
BTW, #17 Kentucky just beat #1 LSU.
Friday, October 12, 2007
I wonder if the Chicago Race Director has read Dean's advice. "#4: Pour water on your head..."
AttyHou is still waiting for Mike Downey to reply to him. Mike is the columnist that made some inappropriate remarks. AttyHou was supposed to be there to run Chicago but hadn't trained so he didn't go. AttyHou has run Chicago before. He is also a former resident of The Windy City so he was more offended than I was by Mike Downey's remarks.
In other news:
I made it to Spin Class yesterday. Not sure what was wrong. I just didn't have my groove going. I broke a sweat and was wet when I left but it was not like previous sessions.
Since it had been a few months, maybe subconsciously I was holding back? Not sure.
In case you forgot, the art festival is going on this weekend. The weather should be fab-u. So I'll probably head downtown and stroll around.
AttyHou called last night and gave me a fab-u idea for a Halloween costume. I found some of the items today. We're invited to a party next Friday so that gives me time to embellish the costume.
Hope everyone has a good weekend!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
This morning when I woke up I thought the air conditioner was broken. I am so accustomed to the sound in the background that it is a little startling when I don't hear it. I also knew that it had to be nice outside because there was no condensation on windows on the inside of the house.
I went to Memorial Park this morning for a little 4 mile run. It was 66 degrees and the humidity was only 60someodd %! It was nice.
Even with the cool temperature I did break a sweat. I've always been a bit on the warm/hot nature side.
When I finished, I noticed I had steam coming off of my upper torso. I wasn't the only one. Several of us had swirls of steam going on around us. It reminded me of Pig Pen from Peanuts except he always has a swirl of dust and dirt going on around him.
Back to the no noise from the a/c thing though...
A couple of years ago I flew to SFO and met up with my friend Berkeley Steve. From there we drove to Donner Lake with his partner and one of their friends. (Donner Lake is in the Lake Tahoe area.)
Steve's mom has a house there and it was so quiet, peaceful and beautiful.
The first night we were there I woke up in the wee hours of the morning and I swear I had lost my hearing. I couldn't hear anything! Well that's because there was nothing to hear! It was the weirdest feeling. I'm so accustomed to the hum of an a/c or the hum of traffic.
So once I realized I hadn't lost my hearing I looked out and the moon was so bright and the sky was so clear it looked like there were lights on outside but there weren't any.
Then I scared myself into thinking that I might see the bear that had been hanging around the house. I figured if I was on the 2nd floor I'd be safe. And then I jumped in bed, pulled the covers over my head and waited for the bear to break into the house.
All in all it was a very nice trip.
I rec'd an email today from one of my readers who says that Rick Salomon has a big one. So if size matters to Pamela Anderson and if he knows how to use it then I guess I'll change my prediction to 1-2 years for the length of their marriage.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
So when people say that they want to pass a law that defines marriage as only between a man and a woman and it is to protect the sanctity of marriage and defend it and blah, blah, blah...I look at people like Pamela & Rick or Elizabeth Taylor (married 8 times and OK, one of her husbands died) or Zsa Zsa Gabor (married 9 times with one annulment) or Donald Trump (married 3 times) or Britney Spears (married 2 times and let's see the first one lasted 55 hours and then was annulled because they didn't know what they were getting into, blah, blah, blah).
I couldn't decide if I should give this @sshole more exposure but I figure if any runners are reading this they need to see this.
I have run marathons and when I pay my money (and we're not talking just $20) I expect the race director to provide some type of support.
This was the 30th running of the Chicago Marathon and it was the 17th for the race director. Surely (and don't call me Shirley) there was some type of contingency plan in place? Guess not.
Yes, we are responsible for our own actions & decisions and should take precautions. However, if I pay $100+ for a run I expect something in return for my money...water? Gatorade? Planning for the unexpected?
In my mind I have composed an email to Mr. Downey. It will be well thought out just like my email to Anne Rice when she said "Americans have turned their back on New Orleans..."
If you are so inclined to get in touch with Mr. Downey, his email address is included in the column.
Nobody forced anyone to run
Marathoners can blame only selves
Mike Downey email@example.com
October 9, 2007
Hey, don't blame the city of Chicago if you were too tired and too hot Sunday while running a marathon.
And don't blame sponsor LaSalle Bank if you were weak from thirst and couldn't get enough to drink.
You've got nobody to blame but yourselves.
If you are foolhardy enough to run a marathon when the temperature outdoors is up to 88 degrees, then it is your fault, no one else's.
Nearly 10,000 of the people who filed entries for this 30th annual race were smart enough not to run it.
It is as idiotic to run more than 26 miles in a brutal and potentially lethal heat as it is to play golf in a thunderstorm.
No one made you run. No one bought tickets to see you compete, so you were under no obligation.
This wasn't a football game, where paying customers have a right to expect athletes to play whether it is in 100-degree heat or in fog or snow.
Of the 45,000 who intended to take part in the city's marathon, only 35,867 actually showed up to run.
The ones who did not showed good sense.
Some of the premier runners needed to go out there because this is how they make a living, competing for prize money.
Marathon running for them is an occupation, not recreation.But thousands of others run because it is fun to run.
Or because you train for a race for a long time and you look forward to being there.Chicago's temperature soared nearly to a tropical 90, yet those of you who ran ignored the risks.
You knew the pavement would be sizzling like a griddle.
You knew a long run on a day like this would be hard on your feet, legs, stomach, mind and heart.
You ran anyway.
The city just as easily on an October morning could have had lightning bolts in the sky, or a torrential rain, or a blizzard.
Chicago has had many an October day when the thermometer has read 8 instead of 88.
On such a day, you would have looked at the forecast on TV or in your newspaper, then looked out your window and said, "Not today, man.
"Nevertheless, 35,867 of you hit the streets for this race.
And only 24,933 were able to finish it because Chicago began running short of drinking water, ambulances, paramedics, doctors, volunteers, good Samaritans and cops.
There were tragic results.
A young man died, an off-duty police officer from Michigan.
At least 300 others reportedly had to be rushed to hospitals and first-aid tents.
"They didn't plan for it," one runner harped about Chicago's race authorities.
"They clearly weren't prepared," another said on TV.
"They," the marathon organizers, cautioned runners all week long that the temperature for Sunday was going to be hot. Not "unseasonably warm" -- hot.
They begged runners to take extra precautions.
They stocked more than 200,000 more servings of water than usual.
They made as many of the necessary preparations as possible.
But when 35,000 people jump off a ledge, you can only catch so many in safety nets.
The rest are going to fall.
This is a professional competition that the public sometimes confuses with a company picnic.
The runners who staged a neck-and-neck finish -- Patrick Ivuti and Jaouad Gharib for the men, Berhane Adere and Adriana Pirtea for the women -- were here to win, not merely to run.
For the rest of you, did the words "hottest day in Chicago's 30-year race history" not even register?
How many of you ran at your normal pace or faster, totally at your own peril, caught up in the thrill of the chase?
Were you among the first to crab later about how the race let you down?
By the time officials put a premature stop to this 8 a.m. race at about 11:35, had it not yet dawned on you that maybe you should already have walked off the course and lived to run on it another day?
"They ought to move it to a later date," one runner whined on TV.
Yeah, how about November next time?
Then you could run it in a blizzard and blame Chicago for your case of frostbite.
Sympathy for the fallen is fine, but the sponsors weren't responsible for making them run.
No one stages a 26.2-mile race for 45,000 people and guarantees, "Oh, by the way, you'll all be fine.
"Marathons are not for the faint of heart.
You run in one, you take your chances.
If the water supply runs short, here's a helpful hint: Stop running.
It's just a race.
Don't die for it.
Congratulations to the winners and the survivors.
You signed up to be in a long, hard run? You got one.