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Saturday, a delayed Thanksgiving. A house full of family, with a friend or two tossed in for seasoning. Great smells in the kitchen as every pot and pan in the battery is brought into play for the grandest meal of … Continue reading
Monthly Archives: November 2010
Thanksgiving week. H and sweet B are here, much more family to follow, with the prospect of fine times. Lots of hugs and snuggles with B today, and a nice run with H (and, of course, Jasper the Wonderdog) to … Continue reading
Two evenings ago I discovered there was no white wine chilled in the fridge. Quelle catastrophe! I did the usual: two bottles of a nice Rueda into the freezer for 20 minutes or so. Then, distraction. Tonight, the inevitable: “Where … Continue reading
Technica Wasp Mid. No Gore-Tex. Cheap. Home run? Whiff? … Continue reading
Paul and I were out walking in fairly foul conditions a week ago Monday. Cold, windy, and raining pretty hard on and off, it was another of those drowned-rat mornings—and I discovered that my boots are no longer waterproof. Bigtime. … Continue reading
Despite this run’s title, the Age Before Beauty 5K Cross-Country Run, lots of fit, young, fast runners lined up at the start, and not a single one of them stepped aside to wave me through or paid any attention to … Continue reading
Using ice on injuries is no longer quite the thing. A poster on the VFTT forum I frequent passes this along: Ice Delays Recovery from Injuries More than 30 years ago I coined the term RICE (Rest, Ice, Compression, Elevation) … Continue reading
I’ve just discovered that there is a 5K cross-country race not far up the road Sunday morning, and I’m thinking of wandering a few towns north to jump in. There are lots more divisions than I remember from my last … Continue reading
I had a wonderful run Tuesday morning, the best in months and months. I’d taken the weekend off, and Monday, too, so I had no excuse not to feel fresh. But I was surprised at how light and smooth it … Continue reading
Heading off from her house toward downtown Concord a mile or so away, sweet B was given a choice: stroller or walk? She chose self locomotion, and off we went…for about a hundred yards, after which she looked up and … Continue reading