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A Run Worthy of a Post

Rather than my usual Tired Tuesday post,  I thought I would attempt a Running Commentary.   For one reason, I ran up the hill to Herkimer College, an accomplishment which deserves a blog post, I think.

As usual these days, I woke up NOT wanting to run at all.  I always have all kinds of good reasons: I ran yesterday, I should recruit my energies for something else, I don’t NEED to run the Falling Leaves 14K in September… etc., etc.  I usually change my mind after a cup of coffee.  Let’s hear it for caffeine!   Also in favor of running was the weather: it was not raining,  which it is supposed to do soon and for the next several days.

I set off with high hopes.  I have been thinking that longer runs were in order, and a run up a challenging hill would be an excellent idea.  Additionally,  I could post to Facebook that I had run up to HCCC, and my Facebook friends would feel impressed.  Accordingly,  I crossed to the far sidewalk on German Street and turned left.

A young man was walking a block, maybe a block and a half ahead of me.  I wondered how long it would take me to catch up to him.  It seemed to take a while.  It was actually about three blocks.  Is that a lot?  I suppose some of you could have done it in one. I am all admiration, I assure you.  The young man heard me huffing and puffing behind him as I approached.

“Good morning,” I said.  He returned the greeting as he moved over to give me room.  “You know how long it took me to catch up with you?” I added as I ran past him. “That’s how slow I run!”

” Have a good day,”  he said, turning up the next street.

“You too!” I called, running on.

The run had felt pretty good up till then.  The temperature was nice, my body was not complaining.  Then I started up the hill.  It wasn’t long before I started to feel like I Could… Not… Make… It…  I knew this was not the case.  I knew I could and would make it.  But I only knew this intellectually and logically.   I sure wasn’t feeling it!

I reminded myself of the first time I had run the hill.  I had thought I would run up till I had been running for 15 minutes (starting from when I left my house), then I would turn around and go down.  I had the idea that eventually I would make it all the way up.  Well, by the time I got to 15 minutes,  I was too close to the top to quit. So there, keep going,  I told myself

At one point I tried the trick of looking back at how far I had come.  This works best if you do it after you are halfway up, which I knew I was.  Yes, I had come far, but looking back down gave me a little vertigo.  Yikes!  At last I was all the way up and ready to go back down.

As I ran toward the back road down, I realized I had run by a Do Not Enter sign, where there was one of those triangles at a wide T intersection.   I ran back and ran by it, entering where it said not to.  It added a little more distance to my run and solidified my rebel cred.  Yes, yes, I know, by the rule Left Side Facing Traffic I should have been running there. It amuses me to enter where the sign says not to and pretend I’m a rebel.  I have to get my laughs where I can.

After running down the hill, I backtracked to Lou Ambers Drive and got a quick drink at the spring.  Then I continued on home for a 42 minute run.  I did not immediately go on my cool-down walk but opened the garage and hauled out the non-power mower.  I spent a good 20 minutes huffing and puffing behind that, once again taking advantage of the time before the rain.

Eventually I got to my cool-down walk.  Phew!  I felt that I had gotten a work out.  I think I’ll be up for the Falling Leaves run in September!

 

Sometimes a Stylus is Not Good Enough

Tired Tuesday follows Monstrous Monday,  regular readers know that.  Do I have a good reason to be tired?   Let us not dwell on these judgemental questions. Just a warning, my posts for the foreseeable future might be pretty bad.

YES, this is yet another post about not being able to write a blog post.  I think at least some other bloggers must like to read these posts, because it makes them feel better about their own writing.   I don’t know of any other blogger who whines about their inability to write as much as I do.  On the other hand,  I must confess, I do not read all that many blogs. I’ve fallen way behind on reading even the ones I particularly like.  My bad.

My problem today is that I have a serious blog post knocking around in my head, and I just can’t seem to put pen to paper about it.  And, yes, I feel I must put pen to paper, not stylus to Tablet as I am doing now.

OK, time to be honest with myself.  I have not been putting pen to paper nearly often enough lately.  The solution,  you need hardly tell me (and I know some of you were just about to tell me), is obvious.  Put the stylus down and pick up the pen.  Well, I will do that as soon as I stick a few categories and tags on this piece of nonsense and hit Publish.  After all, there is no point in falling another blog post behind.

 

Not a Blog Post to Please Everyone

Wuss-out Wednesday follows Tired Tuesday as the summer follows the fall.  It was a nice summer day today, although it was hotter and more humid than I prefer.  Oh well, you can’t have everything, and Mother Nature can’t please everyone.  On with some semblance of a blog post.

I ran this morning, narrating in my head as I went, in hopes of making a Running Commentary post.  It was, quite frankly,  a lousy run.  However,  you’ll have that.  We runners must suffer the lousy runs in order to get to the good ones.

My husband, Steven, and I went shopping and picked up a few things.  Then I went myself to a couple of thrift stores.  I was in search of costume pieces for the Mummers play but I did not have good luck.  I did find a pair of sandals, though, which I needed because one of my favorite pairs broke recently.   I ought to take a picture of them to share, but, well, refer to the first paragraph about this being Wuss-out Wednesday.

In partial explanation of my wuss-out-ness my stomach has been bothering me off and on for most of the day.  I feel quite ill-used about that, because I have neither eaten nor drunk anything I shouldn’t have.  What’s that all about, body?

Now I have blathered on for over 200 words, which regular readers know I consider respectable.  Happy Wednesday,  and I hope to see you all on Non-Sequitur Thursday.

 

Tree and Typo on Tired Tuesday

It is that moment in the evening when I am wishing I made my blog post earlier.  However, that ship sailed, and I do not want to be another post behind. Well, what’s wrong with another Tired Tuesday post,  anyways?  For one thing, I can potentially include a few monster pictures, since I refrained from doing so on Monday.

The tree in the background has been called Frankentree.

This is not exactly a monster,  but it might be a little scary.  It is the remains of some branches I cut off a tree in my backyard.  And if you want to hear something REALLY scary, there is the typo I made when I posted the picture on Facebook.  Earlier I had posted, “I fought the lawn and the lawn won.”  With the above picture, I typed, “Maybe the lawn won,  but I sure taught that tree a thong or two.”

I caused considerable amusement for some and an unfortunate mental image for others.  You can’t please everybody.

Under the heading Waste Not Want Not.

This is the first picture I took of the cans.  I include it here, because, in the true spirit of Tired Tuesday,  I ain’t got much.

Full disclosure:  My heroic tree branch efforts are not the reason for today’s tiredness.  Still, it gave me something to type.  I think I’ll close with a monster picture and call it a post.

You just knew it was going to be Nosferatu, didn’t you?

 

 

No Lawn Order Here

I have no good excuse to have a Tired Tuesday post,  and yet, here we are.  However,  I went out to my yard just now and took a few pictures.  Full disclosure: this is not a good lawn and garden year for Mohawk Valley Girl.  Still, one does what one can, and I do not despair of doing more as the summer wears on.  OK, sometimes I despair,  but let us not dwell on the negative.  On with the pictures and the post.

I was SO delighted to see these!

I have two patches of irises.  I got the bulbs from my mother years ago (how the time flies when you’re middle-aged!).  The bigger ones, next to the garage, did not bloom this year.  However, I noticed a couple of these smaller blooms when I was attempting to mow last week.  As an aside, after my attempt at mowing, I posted on Facebook,  “I fought the lawn and the lawn won.”

I also took a close-up.

There is not much else in bloom currently.  There are still daisies,  but they don’t look any better than the last time I shared pictures of them.  At least the chives are flowering.

I LOVE chives!

I wanted to take one more picture,  so I got a shot of my spearmint.  I wish I had peppermint.   I include the picture as a cautionary tale.   Mint WILL try to take over your lawn.

Let’s Hear It For Perseverance!

I woke up this morning saying, “I don’t want to run.  I’m not going to run.”  I am happy to report that I ran anyways. Now I shall attempt a Saturday Running Commentary post.

One good reason to run was that it was not raining.  Yesterday I thought I was getting out between showers, but it did not work out for me, either when I ran or later when I walked to the post office and Historical Society. Also, today was not windy and cold, altogether a much better day.

Unfortunately,  to begin with, it was not a better run.  My legs felt tired, my whole body felt tired.  I figured I would feel better as I went on, so I,  you know, went on.  I felt I should run a hill so decided to go out Main Street.  There are two chances to turn right and go back down the hill before you have to run all the way out Highland Boulevard (I may have that street name wrong; I haven’t run it yet this year).  I took the second right last time I ran it and thought to do the same today.

As I started up the hill, I did not feel happy.  I almost took the first turn but persevered to the second.  For one reason, my plan was to run for 36 minutes, my last longest time, then up it by the recommended ten percent on Sunday.  I made a long diagonal on the turn.  That was a little steeper but less time running uphill. Ugh.  Am I getting any better at running,  I wondered.

I reminded myself that sometimes my runs did not start to feel good before I had been at it for at least 20 minutes.  I looked at my watch.  Damn.

Fortunately, perseverance sometimes pays off.  My first reward was to pause VERY briefly and smell some peonies.  I had a few chances to do that.  Toward the end of the run, I got to pet a nice dog. And as I neared the 20 minute mark, I did start to feel better.

By the end of the run, I felt perfectly happy about going for 36 minutes.  It was no problem at all to keep going!  I could rock this!  I decided that long runs are the Way to Go (yes, yes, 36 minutes is a short jog for some of you; let me enjoy my little triumph in peace).

I felt glorious walking my cool-down.  Yes “glorious” was the exact word that repeated itself in my head.  I love running.  I hope it doesn’t rain too hard for me to run again tomorrow.

 

More Tired than Terrified

Oh dear, I’m afraid this is going to be a Tired Tuesday post.   I have no real excuse to be tired, but there it is.  Oh, I know what.  I didn’t have a Monstrous Monday this week  I’ll make this a Terrifying Tuesday post,  just to keep things alliterative.

Not from my personal collection, unfortunately.

This was the first monster picture I came across in my Media Library. I’ve never seen the movie,  but perhaps it will come my way one day.

“Won’t you step into my parlor, ” said the spider to the fly.

She looks pretty terrified,  I would say.  I think this is Phantom of the Opera with Claud Rains.  I remember it being an OK telling of the story.  My favorite part was the end, but I won’t give that away.

It’s a scary part!

Here is a picture from one of my go-to movies, Horror Hotel.  It has another name I can’t think of offhand (it’s not so easy to look stuff up on the Tablet) (oh I suppose YOU can do it with ease) (you know who you are).

“Gimme a bite!”

I close with a truly terrifying sight.  Didactic types (again, you know who you are) might argue that this merely Bruce, the mechanical shark, but I bet those teeth are really sharp.  I don’t need to say this is from JAWS, do I?  Perhaps I do.  It was a definitive movie of its time, but its time was over 40 years ago.  Yikes, I’m old!

Well, maybe that explains why I’m so tired.  In any case, I am over 250 words now, so I’ll call this a post.  Happy Tuesday,  everyone!

 

Spoiler Alert: This One’s a Two-Parter

When I was huffing and puffing behind the manual lawn mower earlier, I thought I might get a blog post out of it.  Now I am not so sure.  Did I tell you what I did on Monday to feel like much woman?  For once I can’t be too lazy to go back and check.

Ah.  I said I made great efforts in yard work but did not specify.  Let’s see, can I make a long story short and do I even want to try?  We had not mowed our lawn yet this year,  and with all the rain it was getting a little embarrassing.  The reason (or the lame excuse,  if you are being judgemental) (you know who you are) was that our garage door is so difficult to open. It has always been a toughie, but last year the spring broke and, damn.

We tried putting an appeal out on Facebook, hoping a muscular friend or two could help us out.  Of course everybody was busy on the holiday.  Well we have limited days we are both available and it is not raining.

Obviously I cannot make a long story short, and that is too bad, because even I am getting bored with this one.  And I have the damnedest feeling I have told it before.  Listen, I checked one past post, I cannot, will not go around looking through… Oh, well, I guess it is only two more.  Silly me.

OK, I checked (answered a couple of comments while I was at it).  I’m good, haven’t told the story in this space.  However, it is getting to be a long story and I am tired.  I think I’ll make it a two parter. This part ends with me sitting in my house, considering my overgrown lawn and my stubborn garage door.  I guess you know how it ends, because of that line about great efforts in yard work, but there are a couple of twists along the way (or do I flatter myself? ).  I hope you’ll stay tuned.

 

Tired, Lazy, and Still One Post Behind

Oh dear.  I do not want to be two posts behind again (when, oh when will I make up that post? ), but, once AGAIN,  I got nuthin’.  At least I can liven up my Tired Tuesday post with a few pictures,  since I did not have Monstrous Monday.

Skinny guys don’t scare me that much.

I’m on my Tablet, so I can’t get any new pictures (surely regular readers are used to my technical ineptitude) (and my habit of calling them Shirley).  I tried to at least find some I have not used recently or very often.  The above may not have been the best choice, I mean as far as being different.  Since House on Haunted Hill is one of my all-time favorites,  it seems I would have used this picture a lot.  But, you guessed it, I’m too lazy to go back and check.

“Well, you see, boss, it was like this…”

Here’s one I know I haven’t overused:  George Zucco and an unknown friend.  At least I hope it’s George Zucco.  You know how you say a name and suddenly it doesn’t sound right?   It’s not just that I’m too lazy; it’s not as easy to open a new tab and check these things on the Tablet.   Oh, OK, I’m too lazy.

I’d like an outfit like that.

I know I haven’t overused this one.  I don’t even remember what movie it is from, although I ought to.  Maybe one of my readers knows and will tell me in a comment.  Was that a broad hint that I like it when people comment?  Could be.

 

Tired From My Ego Trip?

I went running after work today,  so I thought I c

ould make a Running Commentary post.  Since finishing the run, I have been running around doing all kinds of useful stuff (at least I hope it was all useful), so no promises as to how much of the run I remember.

Mostly I remember that it started bad but ended good.  Oh dear, should I have included a Spoiler Alert? Maybe I am not up to a Running Commentary post and should content myself with my usual Tired Tuesday (check it out, the predictive text thingy guessed I was about to type Tired Tuesday).

Writing has not been coming easily lately.  I can’t add “tired or not” because it seems I am always tired.  However,  I persevere.  I was rewarded earlier with some good ideas for the novel I am working on.  After I hit Publish on this piece of nonsense,  I may work on it some more.

Then again, if this is all I can manage for a blog post, what business do I have embarking on a novel?  What an ego!  Well, I have always maintained that there are worse things than having an ego the size of Manhattan.

In the meantime,  I just hit 200 words.  I am going to put the Tablet down and pick up my notebook (I mean the regular spiral-bound paper kind, not another computer).  Happy Tuesday and I hope to see you all on Wuss-out Wednesday (BONUS!  The predictive text thingy guessed Wuss-out Wednesday! ).