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I Slack, But I Post

I am afraid this is another post I am making just for the sake of making a post today.  I wonder if I should make that a  category.  It is important to me to post every day.  When one skips a day, it is easy to skip the next one, and the next, etc.  I will try in the future to make more substantial blog posts.  For tonight, however, I will continue to indulge in my Slacker Saturday.

Old slippers but same position.

I am lounged on the couch, feet up, Chromebook on lap, Columbo on DVD player.  The slippers are a pair my late, much loved husband Steven gave me for Christmas some years ago.  I wore them out but show the picture to illustrate my slacker mentality.

Another happy lounger.

Looking in my Media Library for another illustration, I came across this one of our late, dearly missed pooch, Spunky.  He looks so relaxed.  He was an old guy when we adopted him, so he was never very active.

I was not very active today, although I began with great ambitions.  A headache got in the way, alas.  I did get a run in.  No, I did not have a run-in with anybody; I went running.  Sheesh!

Not the sort of run I went on.

This was the first picture I found that had anything to do with running.  I am now over 200 words.  Score!  I hope you are all having a delightful weekend.

 

Kind of a Memorial Day Run

I pause the episode of Columbo I was enjoying  (a different one from the one I was watching last night) to make my Monday blog post.  Part of me feels I should make a Memorial Day post, perhaps a running commentary involving the run I took this morning.  I see that I did that last year, when I ran up to the Veteran’s Memorial Park at Herkimer College.  I did not run that far today, nor as much uphill.  However, my runs are always reminiscent of military service, because it was in Army Basic Training where I first learned how to run.  I must admit that when I ran today, I felt much as I did trying to run in Basic.  It was painful!  I wanted to stop!  I felt I Could. Not. Do. It.

Once again, I proved myself wrong.  Perhaps I did not run as far as I would have liked, nor as long (and it is NEVER what you might describe as fast), but sometimes the point is to just get out and try.  My usual method is to run a little bit faster than I strictly want to run.  Running At All fulfilled that requirement.  Never mind, I told myself.  Just persevere.  One thing I can usually do is persevered, at least for a little while.

I managed a couple minor hills along the way and defied one Do Not Enter sign.  I saw a nice dog but did not ask if I could pet him (or her; couldn’t tell from that distance).  I felt moderately pleased with myself when I had finished.

This was the sign I defied.

I spent part of my cool-down walk pondering the Pride Stride 5K in Little Falls, NY in June.  I do not feel that I am in 5K shape, but I also have faith in my own stubbornness.  If I sign up and start running it, I feel certain I will finish.  How crappy I will feel afterwards I could not predict, but sometimes that is not the important thing.  I still have not come to a decision, but if I do not decide soon, it will be taken out of my hands by registration closing.

Oh well, there is no point in bothering you nice people with my dithering and indecision.  I don’t know that this was exactly a Memorial Day post, but I am approaching 400 words.  How garrulous of me.

 

It’s Thursday: I Thunk

Did I ever institute a feature called Thunky Thursday?  I know I have described some of my runs as thunky (computers seem to think that is not a word, but I know otherwise).  I am afraid if I go back and look, I will get bogged down re-reading old blogs, wondering what I wrote x many years ago.  I was recently wished happy anniversary from WordPress (I thought they called it a blogoversary, but maybe I made that word up).  Thirteen years.  Who knew?

Now I am getting bogged down anyways, and I had meant to make a Running Commentary post.  I bog very easily these days. That could be another reason I am not running as often as I would like.  However, I managed a run today.  It was not a great run, but they don’t all have to be great.  The important thing is to do it.

I Mapped My Run with the app on my smarter than me phone, but it did not make such a nice picture.  You’ll have that on the shorter runs.

I’ll work on more interesting shapes as I make longer runs, I hope.

Earlier today, as I thought I would go for a run and make a Running Commentary blog post, I thought about calling it Thunky Thursday.  Of course all my runs are not thunky, but I thought after a full day’s work in the heat (no AC at my work), it was a pretty good bet I would.  And sure enough I did.  Thunk, thunk, thunk, down the sidewalk, wondering if I could make it for 20 minutes.  I am up to 33 minutes on my weekend runs, but I ask far less of myself during the week.

The best part of my run was my recovery beverage of chocolate milk.  My milk was one day beyond its Best By date, so I had my doubts, but it was OK.  I put in lots of Hershey’s Special Dark and savored it.  The run, as you can see, was 20 minutes.  I have no problem with building up slowly.  I think last year at this time, or maybe a month later, I was having Two Mile Tuesday and even Three Mile Thursday.  As regular readers know, I like alliteration.

I also like making on time blog posts, which I just did.  Who’d’a thunk it?

 

Another Placeholder Post

Once again I am running out of morning in which to make yesterday’s blog post.  And I have very little brain to work with.  How is my brain vanishing so quickly and thoroughly?  I am not that old, and any evidence of senility or dementia can be explained away with, “Oh, everybody does that sometimes,” or, “Hell, I’ve been doing that for years.”  Now I am fighting the dreaded type-it-in-backspace-it-out disease.

I went running both yesterday and today, so I could make a Running Commentary post, couldn’t I?  You would think so, wouldn’t you?

Not where I ran.

I also had a delightful lunch at Salvatore’s in Herkimer, NY yesterday.  That would make a nice blog post, too. Oh dear, am I doing another post about Why I Can’t Make a Blog Post?  I think I have to blame it on my sinuses.  Allergy season is kicking my butt, as it seems to do with increasing violence each year.  I do not have a sinus headache, which I am quite grateful for, but I have that lightheaded feeling which makes doing anything difficult.

THERE’S that brain!

I was looking for a picture of flowers to brighten up the post when I found the Brain from the Planet Arous, which regular readers know I like to show when I am feeling particularly brain dead (yes, yes, I know that is most of the time lately), only I can never find it.  In fact, this is what I was looking for when I saw the picture of Salvatore’s and decided to mention my lunch with friends.

And here are some flowers.

These flowers have been coming up every year since I planted them, which is nice.  Other things I have planted have been less successful, although the Black-Eyed Susans usually go great guns.  Once again, I fear my blog post is merely a placeholder.  I hope a placeholder post (should I add that as a category?) is better than none.

 

There’s No Place Like Lame

I am almost entirely through Saturday morning as I sit down to make my Lame Post Friday blog post.  I am once again ten-finger typing, because I successfully remembered my Chromebook password.  I think I mentioned how I locked myself out, goodness knows how.  I finished one post and made another on the Tablet, which I used to always do.  But nobody needs to hear about my computer trials and tribulations, least of all me.  On with the post!

Ah, the theatre!

I wanted to throw in a picture to pep things up and came across this gem in my Media Library.  It is my friends Kim and Jim in a play at Ilion Little Theatre.  The young lady in the background is a friend, too, of course.  I am meeting Kim, Jim, and Jim’s daughter Kelly for lunch at Salvatore’s in Herkimer, NY for lunch in — yikes, little more than an hour!

It has not been a real good week for me, blog-wise or health-wise (or come to think of it getting-my-house-clean-wise), but you’ll have that.  Yesterday I was asking people if it was really Friday, because I just wasn’t feeling it.  This you will also have.  But never mind that.  I hope to have  (continue to have; it is almost noon on Saturday, for heavens’ sake) a good weekend.  I went for a run of over 2 miles (not much over, but I must celebrate every small win).  I guess this post is in the nature of a place-holder, so I have made a post for every day (if not on every day).  Will I manage to make Saturday’s blog post on Saturday?  A little uncertainty adds interest to my day.

 

What the Hill?

I went on a two mile run this morning, thinking I could do a Saturday Running Commentary post.  It may have been a better idea to make said post soon after the run, when it was still fresh in what’s left of my mind.  Of course that ship sailed, as it usually does.  Isn’t it funny how my ship never comes in, yet that ship sails all the time.  Points to ponder.

This morning as I got up I could hear drops on the tin roof over part of my back deck (it doesn’t cover much of the deck, but it sure makes a good noise when it rains).  Can’t run in the rain, I told myself. However, the drops were merely falling off the tree that’s right there; it had stopped raining.  After coffee (which took a damn long time to drip), I got dressed and set out.

I had both my Garmin and my cell phone with Map My Run app working for me, which was good, because I am never sure if I will have my legs working for me.  Today they worked on and off.  One minute I would be loping along (faster in my head than in reality, but you’ll have that) with grace and audacity, the next minute my legs felt like macaroni, overcooked and sticking to the plate. I ignored them, although sometimes I add to the entertainment of the run by speculating what kind of sauce would be good on such macaroni.  Cheese?  Marinara?  Alfredo?  Hey, I have to keep myself going any way I can.

NOT this morning’s hill.

Well that was annoying.  I just spent a ridiculous amount of time searching my Media Library for a picture of the hill by Valley Health, which I ran up this morning.  Regular readers may recall (although I do not flatter myself that anybody need remember anything in particular about me) that that hill is the first one I run up when I am getting back into shape.  As a matter of fact, there are a couple of minor hills that I run up before that, and I have run them recently, but the one by Valley Health is the first real challenge.  The hill shown is the one up to Herkimer College (previously known as HCCC).  I assure you it is steeper and longer than it looks.  I will be running up that hill soon, I hope.

Today’s run was not particularly memorable, except for the fact that I went up that one pretty good hill, and that I ran over two miles.  However, I see I am over 400 words in talking about it.  Perhaps they were boring words. I can’t worry about that now but will content myself with making another on-time blog post.  I hope you are all having a delightful weekend and once again I thank you for tuning in.

 

Brains Are As Brains Do

I continue posting late, making my Non-Sequitur Thursday post early Friday morning while the coffee drips (I would like to say “perks,” but my sense of accuracy forbids me) (now I feel like I am a drip, as opposed to being perked up) (but I digress).  I’m thinking those parenthetical comments may be the start of another post, but perhaps I flatter myself.

THERE’S that brain!

I was looking for a random picture to pep things up, as I often do on these foolish posts, when I found the Brain from Planet Arous!  Regular readers (and my WordPress Stats assure me that I have some) know I like to use this picture to illustrate when I am feeling brain dead (which occurs with lamentable frequency) but often cannot find it in my Media Library.  Don’t you always find things when you are looking for something else?  Oh, I suppose YOU never have to look for anything; “a place for everything and everything in its place” (you know who you are).

One reason I was too tired to make my blog post on Thursday was that I went for a mile and a half run.  Chicken-feed to hard-core runners, of course (I first put “real runners” but felt that was degrading myself and others), but hard enough for me after a full day’s work. Before the run, I took care of a couple of chores, nothing worth blogging about, but I mention it to prove to myself that I am less useless than I sometimes feel.

I see this nonsense has brought me over 250 words.  Score!  Maybe one more picture to round things out.

Plans for later.

Who me, drink wine?  Well, maybe after work.  Right now my coffee is done.

 

Run Before Murder

Remember Saturday Running Commentary?  I would get up on a Saturday morning, go for a run, then write a blog post about it.  I have recently re-started running AGAIN, and I would like to do a Saturday Running Commentary post.  For one reason, if I do not make my blog post this morning, there is every chance I will not get to it later.  I do not want to break my streak!  Um, that is, my streak of blogging. I have never actually been streaking; sorry if that gave you an unfortunate mental image.

When I woke up this morning, I thought I would not run.  I must recruit my energies for Deadly Night Life, the murder mystery being presented at Salisbury Grange this afternoon.  However, after drinking some coffee and contemplating my day, I decided to go.  It could be a short run.  It will never be a fast run.  I could do this.

I thought I would run the way I walked to the Elk Lodge on Thursday.  It was an indirect route, amounting to about a half a mile.  Then I could keep going till it was a mile.  At least I would go a mile.  Maybe more.  Maybe 20 minutes.  No pressure.  Up to German Street and turn right.  I went as far as the path over what used to be a hydraulic canal, one of my favorite places to walk or run.

The spots are a little faded now.

I did not “Step, “March,” “Tiptoe,” etc. as advised by the printing at each painting.  I may do so if I ever walk the path with my great niece and nephew.  I continued to go through the County Office Building parking lot, so I could defy a couple of Do Not Enter signs.  Regular readers know how I love to do that.

Running past the Elks Lodge (which I cannot find a photo of in my Media Library, nor can I find a Do Not Enter sign), I saw a lady walking a cute dog.  I called good morning and asked if I could pet her dog.  The poocher was certainly eager to be petted.  The lady said it was a good reason to take a little break from a jog.

“It encourages me to keep going,” I told her.  We wished each other a nice day and moved on.  It is always a good run when I get to pet a dog.

I continued past my beloved Herkimer Historic Four Corners, going close to the 1834 Jail, so Chester Gilette could look out the window at me.

I thank whoever put him in the window!

I ended up running for 20 minutes.  I can’t tell you how much over a mile it was, because my Garmin is across the room from me, and I am recruiting my energies.  I have a murder mystery today, you know!

 

 

Three Pictures in a Post

I am instituting a new feature: Waste Not Want Not Wednesday.  I thought about it earlier, because I recently made a post with that title using pictures I had taken for blogging purposes but not used yet.  For once not too lazy to look back, I searched previous posts and found out I have published three posts with the title, “Waste Not Want Not.”  It is one of my favorite sayings and a rule I try to follow.

When I made my Pedestrian Post with Pictures the other day, I did not use two of the pictures I had taken.  I was fairly happy with how the post ended without them, so I let them stay in my Media Library for the time being.  They were two pictures I took in my own yard at the end of my walk.

Preview of coming attractions?

Steve (my late husband, for anybody just tuning in) and I never planted any tulip bulbs, but since we first moved in, one yellow tulip has graced our front yard. This year I thought it had failed along with the daffodils (which in fact I did plant).  Imagine my delight when I saw green leaves and a bud.  It is not in the same place the tulip was previously, so I can’t be sure it is the same tulip.  Nevertheless, I am delighted to see it and hope it blooms before something eats it.  Then again, bunnies gotta eat, too.

They’re kind of hard to see.

After I took the picture of the tulip bulb, I noticed my peonies had started to come up.  These magically appeared after Steven had finally conquered the blowsy day lilies that had been there.  He just kept mowing them down till they got discouraged. The first year the peony was one stalk, but it bloomed. It has increased yearly, so yay!

Today after my run, I noticed one little forget-me-not raising its pretty blue head.  Unfortunately, I did not get a picture, but I have one more shot to share.  I do like to use three pictures in a post.

I confess, not the best picture.

I took this one yesterday, when I went for my walk prior to 5 a.m.  I had overslept and decided to go for my walk while the coffee dripped, to make sure I took one.  I was feeling less than enthusiastic about the exercise till I saw the full moon.  Cool!  I was using my phone to Map My Walk (the app is actually called Map My Run, but it works for walks too), so I had it handy to try to get a picture.

Wow! I am over 400 word.  Good thing I wasn’t going for a Wordless Wednesday Post!

 

Monday Mosey

Earlier this evening, I sat here, logged in and looking at a blank “Add New Post” screen, with a mind equally as blank.  Finally I decided to go for a walk with my phone and take some pictures for a Pedestrian Post.  I did not have as many photo ops as I had hoped, but I did manage to get a few.

You can’t really see how lovely the green is.

 

It was a beautiful sunny evening.  Unfortunately, the sun was in a bad place for some of the pictures I would have liked to take.  Maybe I could have gotten some evocative back-lit silhouettes (holy crap, I spelled that right at the first try!), but I am not such an artsy photographer, especially with my cheap-ass phone.  I tried to capture a tree with the leaves just unfurling, with not much success.

I just now learned how to rotate a photo!

 

As I walked up Maple Grove, I saw a commemorative stone where a house used to be, till the flood of 2013.  I did not think it would be commemorating the house, which was not an historic structure.  I guess it marks the project of flood abatement.  Anyways, I took a picture.

My main purpose was to walk by the spring.  I was drinking out of a bottle of water that I wanted to finish and refill.  I am feeling rather dehydrated today.  Too much salty food, I suppose.

One of my favorite places to stop during a walk or run.

I continued my walk, trying to take a couple of different turns from previous walks I had mapped.  I like to post the map on Facebook and my friends say what they think it looks like.  Sometimes I make a psychological analysis or prediction based on what they see.  Analyses and predictions for entertainment purposes only, I hasten to add.

Things are more interesting when I go on longer walks and runs.

I went for a run this morning but did not map it.  I just re-started running on Sunday (after beginning again then stopping again etc).  I feel pretty well exercised for the day, I suppose.  And I have made a blog post of over 350 words.  I call that not bad for a Monday.