Not Too Much Thunk

I went for a short run after work. I am having some personal problems which are not worth mentioning here except that I have made the determination to get more exercise, for the mood-improving effects. Exercise is a potent and often under-utilized anti-depressant (that was my little bit of health advice for the day).

It was a beautiful afternoon, warm and sunny. I did not even leave a sweatshirt on the front porch for my cool-down walk. I did not plan a long run. Fifteen minutes would be acceptable, I told myself. Sometimes I treat myself gently.

Right away, my body did not feel happy. Thunk, thunk, thunk, down the sidewalk I went. Fifteen minutes, just fifteen minutes, I kept repeating in my head,

I encountered a number of pedestrians. I would move out into the road before I reached them, because I was not wearing a mask and I was huffing and puffing. We usually greeted each other in a friendly fashion. I love those small human connections. I try to have a smile for everyone.

My body felt better about thing as I went. That usually happens at some point in the run. Sometimes I don’t notice the exact moment when it happens; I just suddenly realize I feel OK. I did not exactly reach the I Can Rock This Stage, but I did not spend the whole run wondering what the hell I was thinking.

I ran for 20 minutes and felt fairly pleased with myself. My cool-down walk felt good, and my chocolate milk recovery beverage when I got back home was delicious.

There is a 5K in Little Falls in June I am thinking I will register for. That will give me another goal to work for. It will probably get me a couple more blog posts as well. I’ll keep you posted.

I’m Terrified of Missing a Blog Post

Is it ever Tired Tuesday! What the hell, me? Never mind, just make a blog post. Can I make a Monstrous Monday Post on Tuesday? Maybe call it Terrifying Tuesday? I’ll work on the title. First I’ll look for monster pictures.

It’s scary!

How about Tarantula Tuesday? I remember watching this movie, but I cannot remember much about it. I do not have any kind of phobia or squeamishness about spiders, so it would not automatically be terrifying for me. Still, a spider that big would tend to be a problem.

Who wouldn’t be terrified by a movie called The Terror with Boris Karloff? Oh well, I guess not everyone. I do like this movie (I once wrote a blog post about it). I have another poster of it in my Media Library but an too tired to search for it. I tried to make that poster bigger but am quite inept at these things. I did find a picture of Nicholson and Karloff, though.

A dramatic moment.

Oh dear, I am not up to 200 words yet. I am tired and out of T’s. Is a short blog post is better than no blog post at all? I’ll try for something better tomorrow. Then again, tomorrow is Wuss-out Wednesday. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

(Ooh, I did make it to 200 words!)

Monday Mistake

I was going to have a wonderful Monday blog post. I thought I saw on Facebook that Herkimer’s Downtown Chowdown was happening in Meyers Park. Food trucks and live music, walking distance from my home. Fun!

After work I took a short run, showered and put on real clothes instead of sweats. I was hungry but reminded myself to select something not too fattening from the food trucks. This was going to be great!

Imagine my disappointment to walk down and find the park empty. What had I gotten wrong? As I turned around to walk back home, I noticed some lovely tulips in front of St. Francis Church. So as not to make the trip a total loss, I took a picture.

I need to up my own tulip game.

Then I backed up to get a shot of the statue, too.

I Like him.

As I took that shot, I noticed the pink flowering tree. You can just see one branch here. Naturally I had to take a picture of that.

I need more flowering trees in my life.

After I got home and had a ham sandwich, I looked up the event on Facebook and learned that it is Monday, May 31st. Silly me! But at least I had three pictures for a blog post.

Full disclosure: I am making this post Tuesday morning (I never know what my WordPress timestamp says). I had my reasons for not doing this last night, but they are not very good reasons. These things happen. I feel sure that most of my readers will forgive me.

I Like Flowers

I mentioned yesterday that I might get out into the great outdoors for blog post purposes, rather than lapsing into my usual Wrist to Forehead Sunday. At least I made it out to my front yard.

So far they have not jumped.

I noticed earlier when I was mowing that I had a few more blooms in my Johnny Jump-ups. I purchased them last year from AW Greenhouse Gardens in Little Falls (just to give a quick shout-out to a local business). I surely must plant more flowers.

I did not forget them.

Here are some flowers I did not plant: forget-me-nots. I love them. I wanted to get a picture while I could still see them, because they are soon to be overrun with daisies, which I also love.

I guess the dandelion is a little more prominent.

I moved in for a closer shot, because I saw a white forget-me-not. I have not seen one of those before.

You can see where I stepped to get the shot of the white forget-me-not.

We have more tulip buds than previous years, but they are slow to bloom, or at least so it seems to me. I was delighted, therefore, to see this yellow one about to blossom. I look forward to seeing the others bloom. These have grown with no effort on my part. I would like to put down more bulbs. I like flowers.

I’m a Silly Goose Myself

I wasn’t so wordless when I tried a Wordless Wednesday Post, but I thought I would attempt a Silent Saturday Post. For one reason, I have a few pictures of geese and not a whole lot to say. Additionally, even if I do type in some words, we can still call it a Silent Saturday unless somebody out there reads this aloud, which I guess could happen. Never mind, on with the post.

Another good thing: I managed to zoom, at least a little.

My friend, Kim, and I were driving through Frankfort Marina when we saw some geese with babies. We both whipped out our devices and rolled down the window. I did not even mind getting rained on a little, although I was concerned about my Tablet getting wet. However, it seemed to hold up fine.

See the babies?

There were at least three family groups. Kim said it was Family Day, but, bearing in mind what Sunday is, I said it was Mother Goose Day.

I wish I could have zoomed in closer.

Those babies looked so soft I wanted to pet them. Of course I did not attempt such a thing. I do not need to be attacked by an angry parent goose!

I love those baby geese!

So this was our little nature break. Perhaps I will try for a few outdoor pictures again tomorrow, in lieu of my usual Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

Truman Capote Was Right

I went for a run after work today, thinking I could make a Running Commentary Post. I even had a title for it: Thunky Thursday.

Just a quick digression: my autocorrect turns “thunky” into “thinly.” For heaven’s sake if there was anything thin about me, I would not feel so thunky when I ran! Oh, I know, thunky is not a word. It ought to be.

Where was I? Ah yes, explaining why I seem unable to make a Running Commentary Post after all. Well, to begin with, I am tired after my run. For another reason, it was not all that great a run. I spent part of it wondering why I had ever thought I could run. I had plans to include that in the post (you know how I like to narrate in my head as I run).

I ask myself, why am I not making that post now? No answer is forthcoming. It is all very well to say I am tired. Obviously I am not too tired to write SOMETHING. So once again I ask, What the hell, me? I have no answer to that question either.

One thing about this blog: I can almost always get a post about not writing a post. As Truman Capote famously said, That’s not writing, that’s typing. Oh, Truman, you hadn’t seen anything yet!

Wayback Winesday

I was hoping for a Wayback Wednesday Post but am not sure if I can find and share appropriate pictures. We shall see.

Cheers!

I found this in my Media Library. It is my friend Phyllis and me at Gerber’s 1933 Tavern in Utica, NY. This was taken in July 2017. The last time I drove through Utica, the Tavern was closed and inaccessible due to all the construction. However a quick check of Facebook just now tells me they will re-open soon. Yes! I love that place!

Jail bird!

When I typed in about Gerber’s just now, I first called it the 1834 Tavern. What was I thinking? Obviously I was flashing on the famous 1834 Jail on Herkimer’s Historic Four Corners. The above picture is my husband Steve, taken on a long ago walk. I would like to take walks with my husband again sometime. For one reason, it would make a good blog post.

More good cheer!

Harking back to wine with friends (Wednesday Winesday?), here are my friend Tracy and I at the Waterfront Grille in Herkimer, NY. I know they are currently open. I can pop in there while I wait for Gerber’s to open. I just need to grab a friend!

I Prefer It When People Live

I lying in bed with my Tablet hoping to muster brain enough for a Tired Tuesday Post but skeptical about my ability to do so. My Life Makeover is so far not so good. I left work with a wanging middle-age backache so did not go running. My back felt better after relaxing on the couch, but I cannot feel that knitting and watching true crime television advances me toward any of my loftier goals.

On the brighter side, we discovered a new to us show on Oxygen called Murder for Hire. I know the show has been around for a while, because I recall hmphing that they stole our name. You see, when we used to have a business doing interactive murder mysteries in the North Country, we called ourselves Murder For Hire. Ah, memories.

Anyways, the show on Oxygen is pretty good. I like the stories when they con the would-be murderer with a cop acting like a hit man and the prospective victim lives. Despite my obsession with murder and mayhem, I prefer it when people live.

I think I will use that last sentence for a title. It gives my post a kind of a Non-Sequitur feel, thus raising it above your average Tired Tuesday Post. Or do I flatter myself?

Not Monsters, Makeover?

It has been a kind of a monstrous Monday. Nothing that bad happened, but my allergies are acting up, and my brain felt like a leaden lump. It does not feel particularly un-lumpish now, but I like to make a blog post.

I went for a short run after work, which I almost never do on a Monday. One reason I went was that it was not raining. I thought it was supposed to rain almost every day this week, although it is possible I misunderstood the forecast, bearing in mind my lumpy brain.

My other reason for running was more philosophical. I want to give my life a makeover but have little idea of how to do it. Vague notions of master plans swirl through my brain (especially at times when it is feeling less like a leaden lump), but concrete steps are elusive. Today I thought to myself: Just do one thing different.

So I ran. Not very far, not very fast, but I did it. And I feel like the same old lump. Was I expecting miracles? I guess not. However, I was hoping for a Running Commentary Blog Post. Can what I have typed in so far count?

Let’s just call this a Monday Middle-aged Musings Post and drive on. I’ll keep you posted on my makeover, whether it turns out to be a Master Plan or Just one Thing Different a whole bunch of times.