well, i'm having trouble with my server, so until i can get the tape up at youtube, you'll just have to settle for the transcript:
"sound of paste jar unscrewing"
"sound of smacking sound"
"kind of a 'eh, not as bad as i thought sound'"
"more smacking"... then kind of an "uh-oh" but more like "mrewerrh mreooih"
then... kind of a pasty belchy sound...
uh, hamstring improving, monday, i ran friday, and biked, took saturday and sunday off, ran 5 in 34:20 and lifted, tues am, played some hotbox, and mini, then rode around and went for a ride (say 30 miles for the day), wednesday was just a brisk 6.5 mile run, hammy is 'tweaky', minor riding, say 10 miles, walked the dog i'm dogsitting a couple miles, today, ultimate, and rest... it is like 95 right now... i could play ultimate again in an hour... in a windless area surrounded by trees... i think i'll pass...
supposed to get into the 100's over the next few days... so i've got a morning run tommorrow, and i'm going to try to wake up early to do the longer rides on saturday and sunday... need to lift one more time, tommorrow or saturday...
this week, read
henlein's The Cat Who Walks through Walls, To Sail beyond the Sunset, Foundation (Asimov), finishing up Sleeping w/ the Devil by Baer about US Corporations/US Gov and Saudi's (Basis for Syriana), and starting Lucifer's Hammer by Niven (which i've read, but i've also seen Raiders of the lost ark more than once)... I have a book about the US v. England soccer upset of 52 or whatever year it was... The Game of their lives...
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Thursday, July 20, 2006
Thursday, July 13, 2006
state of the hamstrung...
the nice thing about a blog... is it's a nice place to go back... and look for running times... nothing comparable... but i can go back and look and see my times... my times for running are a little faster this year... my 5-6 mile runs are more at a 7:15-7:30 pace... about 15 seconds per mile faster... my total mileage is way up... as i'm now biking average 20-30 miles per day... but my hamstring is a bitch...
it only bugs me when i play disc, and sprint... but it's there... and it's only there when i 'stride it out'... but it's there...
today... morning frisbee w/ the hs kids... 1.5 hours of mini... and hotbox... (plus 5.2 miles commute), then a 28 mile bike ride (road) then another 1.5 hours of frisbee... a little gimpy... total ride, 40
the espn highlights of the day... a fake the lefty flick (i'm lefty) righty nutmeg 20 yarder for the goal... a behind the back no look righty flip for score, some hucks... and...
3 easy pancake drops... am i done? that's literally the total number of fumbles for... like... a year? 2 years? i don't mean missing a hard one... got all of those... just the kind of nonchalance idiocy that reflects youth...
i think it reflects training load... this week... wednesday...6.25 mile run... in 7:15 pace, w/ minor hamstring tweakage... lifted weights, biked, oh, say13 miles... ... tuesday, rest, monday, 5 mile run in 36:15 (7:15 pace)... plus 26 miles of riding, plus weights... sunday... 12 on the trail, 26 on the road....
and loads of stretching... 3-4 by 10-15 minutes each day...
goal: 'healthy' hammy in the next 2 weeks (the stretching and weights is per my PT, so i'm hopeful i'm on the upswing)... hit a 60 mile ride, go sub 7 for an 'easy run', ie, 35 minutes for a flat fast easy conversational run... w/ the goal of nice fast mile and 1000 times that coincide w/ the 'healthy' hammy...
it only bugs me when i play disc, and sprint... but it's there... and it's only there when i 'stride it out'... but it's there...
today... morning frisbee w/ the hs kids... 1.5 hours of mini... and hotbox... (plus 5.2 miles commute), then a 28 mile bike ride (road) then another 1.5 hours of frisbee... a little gimpy... total ride, 40
the espn highlights of the day... a fake the lefty flick (i'm lefty) righty nutmeg 20 yarder for the goal... a behind the back no look righty flip for score, some hucks... and...
3 easy pancake drops... am i done? that's literally the total number of fumbles for... like... a year? 2 years? i don't mean missing a hard one... got all of those... just the kind of nonchalance idiocy that reflects youth...
i think it reflects training load... this week... wednesday...6.25 mile run... in 7:15 pace, w/ minor hamstring tweakage... lifted weights, biked, oh, say13 miles... ... tuesday, rest, monday, 5 mile run in 36:15 (7:15 pace)... plus 26 miles of riding, plus weights... sunday... 12 on the trail, 26 on the road....
and loads of stretching... 3-4 by 10-15 minutes each day...
goal: 'healthy' hammy in the next 2 weeks (the stretching and weights is per my PT, so i'm hopeful i'm on the upswing)... hit a 60 mile ride, go sub 7 for an 'easy run', ie, 35 minutes for a flat fast easy conversational run... w/ the goal of nice fast mile and 1000 times that coincide w/ the 'healthy' hammy...
Monday, July 10, 2006
i defend zz.
do you know what i mean. i mean it fececiously. is that simply a mispelling of shit?
zinedane zidane. what an emabarassment. the single player who defined the world cup for me. i watched everygame but one. i was lucky enough in my teaching to have my ap gov class done in time for the cup... every kid... graduated... and my prep... game after game.
and every game... mediocrity... EVERY game mediocrity... the occasional brilliance... but time after time... how many games... 64 i think... i missed one during finals... and another during graduation... but...
i saw 60 plus games... only from zidane did i see the brilliance...
and i'm not talking of the play here or there... great team work... i mean individual brilliance...
his work against brazil was rediculous...
cancelled by anger... too many calls... too many cards... and the horror of the best player in the finals eliminated by anger....
it's like when mike g spat on eddie... except that mike is not zidane, and eddie is not the italian guy...
but, what a travesty that the game was decided on pks...
today... ran, 5 miles in 36:15, then lifted weights, then an easy 17 mile bike ride... and frankly... the fact that the world cup ended on pk's... attrocious.
pathetic that france dominated the pitch w/ 10... and if zidane had shot... almost a gimme... would it have been different... i don't know.
ribery's brilliance... thierry's genious... but for the italians... the defense...
i ... don't know...
congrats to italy, i hope zidane plays in the US in retirement...
the end...dddddddddddddddddddd
zinedane zidane. what an emabarassment. the single player who defined the world cup for me. i watched everygame but one. i was lucky enough in my teaching to have my ap gov class done in time for the cup... every kid... graduated... and my prep... game after game.
and every game... mediocrity... EVERY game mediocrity... the occasional brilliance... but time after time... how many games... 64 i think... i missed one during finals... and another during graduation... but...
i saw 60 plus games... only from zidane did i see the brilliance...
and i'm not talking of the play here or there... great team work... i mean individual brilliance...
his work against brazil was rediculous...
cancelled by anger... too many calls... too many cards... and the horror of the best player in the finals eliminated by anger....
it's like when mike g spat on eddie... except that mike is not zidane, and eddie is not the italian guy...
but, what a travesty that the game was decided on pks...
today... ran, 5 miles in 36:15, then lifted weights, then an easy 17 mile bike ride... and frankly... the fact that the world cup ended on pk's... attrocious.
pathetic that france dominated the pitch w/ 10... and if zidane had shot... almost a gimme... would it have been different... i don't know.
ribery's brilliance... thierry's genious... but for the italians... the defense...
i ... don't know...
congrats to italy, i hope zidane plays in the US in retirement...
the end...dddddddddddddddddddd
Monday, July 03, 2006
stolen bike, pt. deux.
dammit. twice in one year. last time, my mt. bike, this time my classic takara 1984 road bike. literally on the day i bought a 150 dollar saddle. so if i had that kind of insurance, the bike would be worth 280 bucks. saddle, plus 100 dollar pedals, plus a 30 dollar bike.
the replacement, was somewhat more... a 'felt f75',
here it is in german... just because... it's sweet though...
yesterday...25 miles of bike commuting (3 plus trips to town and back), today, 5 mile run, 37:30, and another 25 miles of just riding... most of it on the ginormous clunker (no pictures of the 1996 fischer kaitai w/ the snow tires still on) but some on the new sweetness... aluminium/carbon blend... 20 speed... yes, from 12 to 20... and several pounds lighter...
tommorrow, 8:30 am frisbee... 12:00 soccer... evening... either nothing or a bike ride... then well i live like 250 yards from the butte they launch fireworks from... yippee...
it burns every once in a while...
potlatch... sorry i missed it. sounded fun... hamstring, well i went to a pt, no evidence of bad shoes, or gait issues, or what... just a 36 year old trying to play friskee 4 days in a row, culminating in a 4 hour workout... so, diligent stretching, and about to begin strength training... just need to be 'good' 'good' by sectionals... for prides sake... but i can lope around at pickup and kids league no problem...
the replacement, was somewhat more... a 'felt f75',
here it is in german... just because... it's sweet though...
yesterday...25 miles of bike commuting (3 plus trips to town and back), today, 5 mile run, 37:30, and another 25 miles of just riding... most of it on the ginormous clunker (no pictures of the 1996 fischer kaitai w/ the snow tires still on) but some on the new sweetness... aluminium/carbon blend... 20 speed... yes, from 12 to 20... and several pounds lighter...
tommorrow, 8:30 am frisbee... 12:00 soccer... evening... either nothing or a bike ride... then well i live like 250 yards from the butte they launch fireworks from... yippee...
it burns every once in a while...
potlatch... sorry i missed it. sounded fun... hamstring, well i went to a pt, no evidence of bad shoes, or gait issues, or what... just a 36 year old trying to play friskee 4 days in a row, culminating in a 4 hour workout... so, diligent stretching, and about to begin strength training... just need to be 'good' 'good' by sectionals... for prides sake... but i can lope around at pickup and kids league no problem...
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