Nice job on the upper body, DM57 is the glider like a Nordic Track skiing machine? Most people here are doing a variety of activities like you are…it’s just that OGF and I talk about it a lot . Just ignore me when I become too verbose .
OGF, you were only a minute of your record? That’s amazing consideirng the train delay and the wind issues. I do have one question. Who do you think that person is in our heads who is so lazy and keeps telling us we are tired, slow down, my muscles ache, it’s raining too hard, or I’m cold? Once they are properly identified, we need to plan to off them somehow…
Well, very tired today but I did a lot more than I have for the last 3 weeks. Walked a mile back from the Cardiology dept. at the hospital after a checkup, had coffee in town with a work colleague and then walked half a mile home from the local train station. Not bad for only three weeks after the heart attack, I thought…
Unbelievably, while waiting for the local train service to take me home a drunken man fell off the platform onto the track, and apart from a very petite, slimly-build young woman in her late teens I was the only other person there to help him back onto the platform!
He was so drunk he couldn’t do a lot so muggins here had to do most of the work and he seemed a ton weight. Just what I needed after being so tired after a busy day, but I couldn’t just leave him lying there, sigh. The young lady and I were a good team - she phoned an ambulance while I pressed the alarm on the platform and got the operator to stop the train somewhere further up the line.
I’m sure the Universe has a strange sense of humour!! Every time I try to take it easy something weird crops up!
Good work Tachyon, one small step and all that… Walking is a great springboard back to fitness after a Heart Attack. Just two weeks after my Heart Attack Mrs Fox and me spent a couple of nights in London, mainly to visit the London Eye, but we did an awful lot of walking visiting other attractions while there. It had been booked for ages and I was determined to make the journey. I had not been diagnosed with what had caused the Heart Attack before the visit, and I must admit I was very apprehensive (even frightened) doing that much activity so soon after the Attack…:shock:
You were very brave assisting the drunken bloke, putting your own life in jeopardy but some things just can’t be ignored…
After six weeks I had to attend the local hospital for a group meeting with the coronary nurse to make sure we were doing all the right things to aid our recovery. After the meeting drew to close the nurse had heard of my intention to walk the four miles home. “You can’t walk home so soon after a Heart Attack” she exclaimed…“Why not” I said “I walked it here”…She was gobsmacked…:-D:-D:-D
You’re right Surfermom, as long as I can remember there has always been that nagging in my ears (Other than Mrs Fox) wanting me to slow down or even quit. It is particularly vocal when the rain lashes against my bedroom window and I am so comfortable, snug and warm tucked up in bed…:-(… But I’ve yet to regret my decision to get out and go for it……And It would be a safe bet that this is echoed by every runner who has completed their running apprenticeship…
DM, I know what you are talking about and I think they are great machines - lots of aerobic activity that is kind on the joints. I am sure you must love it.
Today my run was a sold, happy five-miler in low humidity and temperatures. For my second day back in the saddle, it felt wonderful, though I am anticipating some muscle soreness in the morning. There is only one way to find out…I am soon off to bed.
I stole this from OGF’s “Bob’s Bits” but it is a must read here:
[I]You can do anything if you have enthusiasm,
Enthusiasm is the yeast that makes your hopes rise to the stars.
Enthusiasm is the spark in your eye, the swing in your gait,
the grip of your hand, the irresistible surge of your will
and the energy to execute your ideas…
Enthusiasm is at the bottom of all progress!
[/I]
Henry Ford 1863 - 1947
Yes Sufermom I do enjoy it. Thank you. Today is lower body and errands. Starting Sunday I am stepping my workout up a bit again I am adding my hardcore full-body dance aerobics back in. Holidays and all. Have a great day and be safe.
Oh dear Tachyon well done you. I have to own up to a broad smile reading your thread.
I am with you all in spirit, as they say. I have been tottering around on high heels for two weeks in preparation for the foot torture I will be putting myself through at my Daughters wedding later in the year. My husband has to rub oils into my feet every night to compensate for the pain I am enduring.
Saying that, I actually managed a 20 minute run today, which was only cut short by my sports bra, which has a front zip, bursting open. Luckily I had a sweatshirt on. I walked briskly home:blush:
Cedronella, lovely to hear from you. What a sacrifice we make for our children! I am sure the groom is a very fortunate man. Best wishes to them both.
Well done on your run! I have had the same happen with front closures. I doubt most men have had to cut a run short because of a wardrobe malfunction . How did it feel to be out there? I managed another rebuilding run and the weather was spectacular, though my speed was not. I will just take comfort in the fact that all of my apparel managed to stay positioned properly ;-).
A decent run yesterday despite a howling gale and some light rain, the wind was in my favour on the outward run but almost had me to a standstill on the homeward stretch. I kept the pace sensible and didn’t leave my best bits out on the road.
Although not a scheduled running day today, I delivered my daughters motor to the garage for it’s MOT and service and ran the three miles round a scenic route home. She hates getting up early on her day off…:-(…So Dad to the rescue…
A short few days away to two art festivals and to learn about some painting techniques allowed me to run the Atlantic beaches of east coast Florida. When I ended a lovely six miles on the beach, a man was standing on the boardwalk and mentioned that if I wanted a good cool down, an eastern swim would land me in Morocco.
“Ah,” but I told him, "with good fortune and heartly paddling, I would catch the Gulf Stream and Atlantic Drift, which would put me in the UK.
“Oh, no doubt,” he replied. “Less dust and better tea.”
He wasn’t wrong Surfermom, but I preferred the ‘Queen Mary 2’ when I did my crossing ……Talk about opulent…Don’t think much to running indoors though…
However…I would have gladly swapped this morning’s eight for a nice warm gym and a running machine. A quick test of the outside conditions suggested that it was quite warm with just the odd spot of light rain possible. It wasn’t raining now, but still being dark, I couldn’t see the sky or any rain clouds lurking in the distance, so my choice of apparel was chosen accordingly. Tee shirt and shorts with a showerproof running top to finish off my ensemble. I must point out that ‘SHOWERproof’ is not the same as ‘WATERproof’ as I found to my cost at four miles when the heavens opened and water surged into every orifice. In an attempt to stop being washed into a roadside drain by the swirling torrent I ran in the centre of the road and risked being taken down by some parent in a four by four taking his precious infant to school. I reckoned that a warm hospital bed would be preferable to being found months later after being washed into the nearest dyke.
I managed to survive my perilous quest and arrived home ‘prune like’ but safe, and to be honest, it wasn’t an half bad run…
Haha! Quite the good sport despite taking on the appearance of a soggy prune! And yes, it’s becoming the time of year in which rain or shine, night or day, I make sure my apparel has something reflective. After all, it would be a thorough disappointment to waste a good run only to become road kill at the end of it :-D. Covey makes an excellent point that the factors that turn a run into both training and testing one’s mental and physical fortitude. Obviously you mastered both today…even fending yourself against the modern-day dragons in the form of 4 X 4s .
In keeping with the upcoming Halloween festivities, today I decided to dress up for this morning’s run as a sail…though quite unintentionally. Facing a determined north wind, otherwise welcome for clearing away the atmospheric salt, I set off only to seemingly run in place. Pelicans and egrets faced the same fate, but with less determination to travel in a linear fashion, they swirled and dove in the crystalline air while I pressed on. The world looks completely different in the autumn; the sun is nearing even though we are bending away from it, and the shadows lengthen. Through this lens of fall, the colors are more intense and the miles fade away in the cool air. While the first half of the run was an exercise in head-down determination, the last half put me back home in no time - despite leaving me with a disastrous hair style. All in all, two weeks off and a few days running in a new locale has me running ten years younger than I did a month ago. Well, at least I can feel that way for a few more days! Time for a date with a cup of chai and a hair brush :-).
Running into the teeth of a gale would be the equivalent of doing hill work in an otherwise flat locale Surfermom…Good work, and I would imagine that untidy hair would not detract from your beauty…Aren’t I a smoothy?..
Would I be right in assuming that as winter approaches and the sun lies lower on the horizon that the magnifying effect of the atmosphere creates some spectacular sunrises and sunsets (if you are lucky enough to live somewhere with less rain than here) As it does with a harvest moon.
Running out of one’s socks following short layoffs, makes me wonder if our need to run most days might be counter productive…What do you think Surfermom…?
Such interesting things to ponder, OGF. In the autumn and winter months, the angle of the sun at sunset means that more light passes through the molecule rich atmosphere. Blue light has a short wavelength and is scattered away, leaving the longer, less easily scattered red and orange hues to reach our eyes, rather than a lensing effect affecting the intensity. Because winter light tends to be dryer and cleaner that can allow more colors to reach our eyes without being scattered too. All combined, lots and lots of red, orange, and yellow light reaches our eyes compared to the summer months.
Now as for that “big” harvest moon, it’s all a fascinating illusion. Whether the sun is at the horizon or straight above your head, it’s the same size, but your brain is seeing it differently. The next time you witness a moonrise, hold your thumb or a finger out at arm’s length next to the moon and close one eye, and make a mental note of how large the moon is compared to your thumb. Later, when the moon is well overhead, repeat the observation with your thumb and you will see that the size of the moon never changes. Amazing!
To your point about running with more days of recovery, most everyone would agree that your schedule is probably much better for your muscle and joint recovery than my six-day-a-week routine. I know better, read the research, listen to the pros, and still I am out there. The mental payoff is just to good not to get out there … the daily calorie burn doesn’t hurt either. That said, I sure had a mighty good run today and am thinking that a self-imposed layoff from time-to-time might indeed be. very beneficial.
BTW, this is me after my run today. I was beautiful, alright! (It is also an optical illusion that makes me look like I am in a suit and tie).
What will probably be my last run in the dark for a while, due to British Summertime ending on Saturday night and all the clocks go back one hour…We’ll be an hour closer together Surfermom…
Things went surprisingly well this morning despite the darkness on my first couple of miles. Running down a country road in half light is not too bad until an oncoming vehicle with headlights on full beam takes away what little you could see of the road…:shock:
Fortunately I only encountered a couple of these and there were plenty of places to bail out if necessary…
And so with a rising sun and a dry road, and little if any wind, the power kept coming, enabling me to put in a couple of faster paced stretches. I didn’t realise how fast until I stopped the watch and discovered it was my fastest run this year knocking a good half minute off my previous best time over the eight mile course…
As with most extraordinary performances I set about analysing just what happened here this morning and why……Yesterday I walked a local three mile route along the canal towpath and for one mile I sprinted, could it possibly have been that? I do find that sometimes a day of inactivity is followed by a mediocre, or even poor run…I just wish I could bottle this mornings effort and use it at will…
Thanks Surfermom for your excellent response to the harvest moon scenario, you are probably right (well I know you are) but time forbids me to respond today, but a response is on it’s way but I’ll put it in the appropriate section (Science and the Environment) so keep an eye out…And well done on your speedy return to running……You don’t look like I expected though…:shock::shock::shock:
. Just ignore me when I become too verbose 
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Walking is a great springboard back to fitness after a Heart Attack. Just two weeks after my Heart Attack Mrs Fox and me spent a couple of nights in London, mainly to visit the London Eye, but we did an awful lot of walking visiting other attractions while there. It had been booked for ages and I was determined to make the journey. I had not been diagnosed with what had caused the Heart Attack before the visit, and I must admit I was very apprehensive (even frightened) doing that much activity so soon after the Attack…:shock:
(It is also an optical illusion that makes me look like I am in a suit and tie).
…Yesterday I walked a local three mile route along the canal towpath and for one mile I sprinted, could it possibly have been that? I do find that sometimes a day of inactivity is followed by a mediocre, or even poor run…I just wish I could bottle this mornings effort and use it at will…
…You don’t look like I expected though…:shock::shock::shock: