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kablpomo 2021: probably not but gonna try

kablpomo 2021: probably not but gonna try

oh hello, and welcome to kablpomo (kablamo!), where i attempt to blog every day. i’m not sure i’ll be ambitious this year, but i’ll give it a go.

that said, if you have anything you’d like me to blog about, let me know. things you want to know more about but don’t have the time to look it up, etymology lessons, info on running or yoga, etc. drop a comment.

today on my drive home from work, it’s sneeted/snowed for about 5 minutes, very lightly, but enough so that i saw a flake on my windshield. ugh; so it begins.

i wouldn’t mind being a snowbird, that’s for sure.

so then of course, liz took it upon herself to let me know it was time for winter decor, and just, no.

it’s still fall.

it’s still meteorological fall.

it’s still 4 weeks til thanksgiving?

there’s still color in the leaves on the trees (extended fall this year!)

halloween was yesterday!!

keep winter at bay as long as possible!

speaking of winter, i’m in the middle of transitioning to treadmill running, and ho boy is that a slog. it uses different muscles and is more work for me than outdoor running. plus ambition to run while staring at a wall while i wallow in my sweat with a mediocre fan is no fun.

i’ve been recommended to use zwift, which is sort of an immersive app that you use to run through landscapes. i think peloton uses the same concept?? anyway, i’d need to buy a $48 thing to clip on my shoe to track the running, which kind of sucks. but if it’s going to keep the boringness of a treadmill run at bay, maybe it’s worth it?

 

late october post

late october post

oooh boy, let me tell you about my productive day today! it was almost 60º today, so i had to take advantage of that, for sure.

  1. i look forward to my weekend coffee. during the week, i make it in a coffeemaker, which is fine, but it’s always sort of meh. on the weekends, i use my french press, which make a more robust coffee. this morning, in honor of the season, i had some pumpkin coffee with pumpkin creamer.
  2. i pulled in my christmas lights from last year to see what was going on with them; i plugged them in, tested them out. i had one string that was out, and i knew i had a couple from last year that were no good.
  3. so it was time to go to menards to get a couple strings of lights. on my way, i stopped at the bakery in st joe, where i pre-ordered my dinner rolls for thanksgiving and picked up a mini pumpkin cake and ghost meringues *heart eyes*.
  4. at menards i picked up two colored strings of lights and one clear. then i stood in front of the light hanging kit that i’ve been staring at every year for the past 10 years. $20 for a telescoping light hanger? really? i could never justify it. but today i pulled the trigger. what the heck, let’s give it a go.
  5. then i headed over to the copper pony, a new shop in sauk rapids, which i’ve wanted to check out for a couple weeks. WHAT A DELIGHTFUL SHOP. it just kept surprising me with every turn. it had a good christmas selection, plants, standard MN gift shop fare (like adam turman, a surprise!), some kitchen implements, drink mixers, inappropriate socks, etc. plus a little cafe! i picked up a soy candle for myself, a christmas present for my mom, and then got a chicken salad sandwich and chocolate cake to go.
  6. apparently i’ve had a sweet tooth lately.
  7. it was time to test out this telescoping light hanger and OMG LET ME TELL YOU THIS THING. i can’t believe i’ve been holding out so long. so, every year, i overcome my fear of heights to teeter on the tippy top of the ladder as i shove a plastic clip into the peak of my garage, clinging to the ladder with one hand. usually it’s chilly out, and while i’m up there waiting to plummet to my death, i’m just thinking about how the hard plastic on the bottom of the ladder is going to slide right along the concrete of my driveway as i would have to scrabble against the siding. hanging christmas lights at my house is not a fun time, but i like looking at them. but this telescoping thingamabobber? what a genius thing. i stuck the (proprietary) clip on the end, shoved lights in it, and telescoped it out all the way. blip. right up into the peak with both feet firmly on the ground. the best part was i was able to get lights up on the secondary roof peak without having to go up on the roof, which is something that nate and i have wanted to get done. (we have both tried and fail to enjoy heights enough to get up on the roof.) i went halfway up the ladder against my first level and then telescoped over to the roof. there’s my tip for the year. decade.
  8. got my halloween lights up and ready for tomorrow! i strung solar lights all down my driveway.
  9. then i took a snooze. (the most important part of the day.)
  10. then off on a run. it was about 60 degrees when i left, but as i was out, it got progressively colder and windier. i could’ve dealt with the cold if it hadn’t been so windy. by mile 7 and 8, i was booking it to get home. i had dressed for 60 and that’s no fun.
  11. spent 30 mins in the shower to warm up. i was looking forward to my new merino knee highs, but I HAVE LOST THEM. WHERE ARE YOU, SOCKS.
  12. ate some supper but was really there for the dessert (mini pumpkin cake).
  13. now i’m considering going to walmart. i need some softener salt. (that was a miss while at menards. grrr.)

i’m hoping tomorrow is as productive. i need to pull in my garden hose, wrap up my solar lights, and carve some pumpkins. at some point the shed needs to be organized so i can get the deck chairs in there. hopefully before the snow flies!

KABLPOMO is coming. yikes. i barely write any blog posts these days; what am i supposed to write about on a daily basis?

meanwhile

meanwhile

this fall has been very odd

the drought of summer

the length of warm weather

the 70-degree days tricking us into thinking the sun should be out later

 

meanwhile

 

october 17 and

the majority of trees are green still

leaves hanging on

some bare trees, early bloomers (so to speak)

but the rest are grappling toward dormancy

while the weather says otherwise

 

meanwhile

 

i go for a run in the woods and the leaves are yellow enough

the weather warm enough

to think that it’s still october 1

i wear sandals to work

no jacket yet

my paddleboard’s not quite put away (cuz you never know)

 

meanwhile

 

november’s just right around the corner

predictions of a cold wet winter

welcome after just 12 inches of snow last year and minimal rain this summer.

 

meanwhile

 

climate change is a thing.

 

TREASURE CITY: it’s about time.

TREASURE CITY: it’s about time.

As any Minnesotan who lives in the southern half of the state and has traveled “up north” along highway 10, Treasure City is a temptress of the greatest sort, especially for any child.

I can’t count how many times I’ve passed TC, a run-down, paint-peeling red building right next to the only stoplight in Royalton, a bump in the road between St. Cloud and Little Falls (the run up to Brainerd and lake country). As a child sitting in the family van, your dad harumphing at the time it would take out of driving to stop and resolutely whizzing past, nothing is as alluring as the giant pirate sign outside and the glimpse of treasures galore in the open windows and large doorway. It always made perfect sense to me to stop: it’s a hot day, we’ve been in the van too long, we could use a break. Treasure City, to me, was an oasis on a hot day at the beginning or end of a vacation.

But we never stopped.

As an adult, I’ve whizzed past TC more times than I can count; many more than I ever had as a child. Royalton is only about 20 minutes from my house, and I’ve been past it on my way to Brainerd, to Walker, and any place in a northerly direction. Every single time I hit the stoplight among the throng of cars heading north, I glance wistfully at the distressed pirate mocking me to stop, see what he had for me. It always seemed like a frivolous thing to do – to take a moment to stop.

Well, today I stopped.

I was on my way back from checking out a cabin in Hackensack, about two hours north of me. On the way back, I thought, why the heck not. Seize the moment. Let’s see what the pirate has to offer after all.

And it’s everything you’d imagine and more.

Of course, it was inordinately un-PC, with Native paraphernalia for sale alongside bumper stickers declaring that the government is to blame for everything and John Deere hat/can coozie sets and glittery unicorns and windchimes that caught in my hair as I whisked past them.

There were knick knacks that hadn’t been moved for 20 years and postcards and dusty shelves of agates and jewelry cases and mild fireworks and tshirts strewn with profanity. Then a shelf of Trump glorification next to hand-harvested Minnesota wild rice and Minnetonka moccasins right by bobble-headed moose and birdhouses hanging from the ceiling above felted horse figurines packed onto a shelf.

It was the worst tourist trap you’ve been to, but on crack. The weather was warm, and the doors to the building were open with the unscreened windows flung open to let in the humid air. Box fans set up in the corners blew noisily over the country music that played over a cheap sound system. It smelled of dust and old stuff, and all I could think of was the smell of minidonuts and grease. It was a feast for the senses.

October is slightly off season for Treasure City. People are still heading north for the fall colors, but that stretch of highway 10 has much more traffic during the summer months when the metro populace drives to their cabins for the weekends, hauling boats and campers and trailers of coolers. So I was happy that the narrow corridors between the shelves of alluring junk for sale were pretty sparsely populated, much like the road itself had been for the rest of my 4-hour drive that day.

I wasn’t at Treasure City for long, but I perused and shook my head at some items and smiled at others, probably both times at remnants of the 80s that resonated in different ways. Thank goodness for phones that double as a camera, as I surreptitiously took a couple pics.

I grabbed a bag of the wild rice while I turned my back on Trump, found a pair of fancy gloves for the fall weather that’s right around the corner, and a snagged a pair of moose socks (#moosewatch2021). On my way to the register, I thought briefly that they may take only cash or check, if their register is stuck as much in the past as their merchandise. But good news as I dropped my treasures on the counter: Visa and Mastercard stickers were displayed prominently, their edges peeling and dirty. I rang the bell for service, paid, stepped back outside into the current day.

I wasn’t expecting to buy anything at Treasure City. As a child, tourist traps were the worst: I never had money and wanted everything. As an adult, I have the money but realize I don’t need the junk. Do I really need a stash of snowglobes and commemorative spoons?

But today, finally stopping, the pirate had offered some treasures in my oasis moment after all, while I left the dreamweavers and Indian ashtrays to their moment in time.

ragnar 2021: NO INJURIES

ragnar 2021: NO INJURIES

my constant vigilance paid off!

(and so did my propane heater!)

thursday

after a hiatus in 2020 because 2020, we were back for ragnar trail wisconsin 2021. and i was prepared. after the cold year, i knew that i did NOT want to be cold again because that sucks. sure, running in the cold is something everyone’s like, yeah! so much better than running in the heat! but when you’re tenting, you don’t get to go into your warm house and take a warm shower after your cold run.  personally, i’d rather run in the hot during ragnar trail at that point.

BUT i had been monitoring the weather and what do you know, it was going to get down to the 40s at night, and no way was i gonna deal with that noise. so i bought a propane heater to go on top of a 20 lb propane tank.

it was a lifesaver both nights. best purchase for ragnar.

i also packed plenty of layers and what i thought was more clothes than i needed, but better to be safe than sorry.

so off i went thursday around 11, picked up jane, and we headed out to wausau, which is in the middle of wisconsin. we got into line right at 4 p.m., and once the line started moving, we were moving pretty quickly. got in, unloaded, and i took the car to parking while jane hauled our crap down to our campsite.

we hung out for a bit until liz, doug, and quinn showed up with the tents, and then we were really able to set up camp in earnest.

that night it was just us five, but we got to test out the new heater and managed to remember why we brought so many layers. it’s no fun being cold at camp! i managed to get a decent amount of sleep, though i ended up waking up every 2 hours or so to roll over and had to get up once to use the porta-loo to pee (it was 4 a.m.- no way was i holding it). (also, hydration is KEY the day before race day, so i wasn’t surprised i had to get up in the middle of the night to pee.)

then it was race day…

friday

liz was set to start the first loop at 9:40 a.m., which seemed awfully early for our fast-ish team, but we took it. matt left early so he could get to camp before his loop, and our remaining two teammembers were on the way to be there a little later in the day.

i decided to opt for a later loop than i normally do, because i wanted to do the red (read: hard) loop in the daylight. that loop has been an arch nemesis in the past when i fell and sprained my ankle right at the beginning of the loop. in the past, i ran it during sunrise, which was nice, but our timing was weird, so i chose runner 5 this year.

yellow loop

oh, so fresh, so ready to take on a run. the yellow loop has always been 5.5 miles, but only this year did they figure that out. it’d always been advertised as 4.5 miles, and every time i ran it i wondering, how is my running time so slow? it’s my first run, on fresh, pampered legs, with trail running that i’ve been killing lately. so, imagine my happiness when it’s actually a MILE LONGER. (well, not happy because of that extra mile; just happy because my time isn’t abysmal.)

the yellow loop is probably the least hazardous of the loops – fewer roots and not as many rocks. there are a lot of switchbacks and some minor slopes to run up, but overall, it’s a pleasant route. they did a little rerouting and i didn’t have to deal with the bridge that i fell off three years ago.

it was about 70º when i went out, which was nearly perfect for me. i was able to wear a tank and shorts and not sweat too badly during my run.

here i am: a vision in sherbert.

note my knees! i was so worried. i decided to see what happened on the yellow loop to figure out the other two. i taped the crap out of them and wrapped the right one. after my run, they weren’t horrible, but they weren’t too happy. i stopped at the medic tent and grabbed a bag of ice. after stretching and icing, i decided to give the next loop a go.

they yellow loop was the best as far as weather and speediness. i was booking it at the end. i finished 5.5 miles in 1:07, which i right about where i expect that to be.

time for a break! i ate some food, drank a lot of electrolytes (which, i think, saved me), and then we lived through a big rainstorm. liz was running during the rain, and with the rain, the temps dropped. i had to figure out what to wear in the night at 50º-ish degrees. trying to figure out what to wear to run in anything 40s and 50s is the worst. ugh.

green loop

i ended up taking off on my green loop around 10:45 after matt came in a little later than i’d expected from his red. that red loop is just a beast. anyway, i ended up wearing a long-sleeved wool shirt, a poly tank, a poly tshirt, and then a pullover poly long sleeved 3/4 zip that i had just purchased! good call on that. i also pulled on a brace over my long pants on the one knee and then slipped a knee wrap on the other one.

off i went into the cold on the green loop.

THEY SAY the green loop is only 3.35 miles.

THEY SAID it used to be 3 miles.

we think they’re wrong. i ran that whole dang loop, and there’s no way i’m running a 14.5-minute mile running all the time. that’s about where i was at when i first started running! plus, that loop always seems to go on and on, and i run 3 miles ALL THE TIME. it’s my minimum mileage these days.

i think the green loop is closer to 4 than 3 miles. but whatever.

i have no pics because it was dead dark out, but there were some pretty awesome lit-up arches that matt managed to sort of get a pic of!

i was expecting a lot of puddles on the loop since it had rained, and doug gave good advice to just run through the puddles that were there to avoid the mud. i think a lot of them had been soaked up but there were still some that i had to just splash through. good thing i brought two pairs of shoes.

the coolest thing about the green loop was that i was pacing a dude. i asked him a couple times if he wanted to get past me, and he said nope, he was good. the trails through the woods on ragnar are single-file bike trails, so when you really get in there, it’s hard to pass without moving over/stopping. and since i am a slowbie, i end up doing that quite a bit. so, pacing someone in the woods is actually pretty cool. it forced me to just keep on running, which also kept me warm.

i finished up green in 48 minutes. totally closer to 4 miles than 3. i ended up getting done a little bit quicker than expected, and i must have just missed quinn in the transition list. i waited for maybe 5 minutes, then i had to go. i was going to get chilled. i hung my bib on a rack for times like this, took a glance at people watching screens and didn’t see her. so i went back and told the dude on deck about quinn, and he went to take a look. meanwhile, she responded to a text i sent her, and she got going about 15 mins later.

and THANK GOD FOR THAT HEATER. holy cats, what a phenomenal investment. i ran (yes, ran) back to the tent, changed into my wool under layer shirt, wool sweater, down vest, wool socks, two pairs of pants, and fleece jacket and then camped out in front of the heater for about 30 minutes while i ate some oatmeal, cheese, and some protein, then drank more electrolytes, chatted with a semicolon aficionado teammate, stretched, and then decided to call it and try to sleep.

surprisingly, my knees weren’t screaming at me too badly. so i was gonna do the red loop.

saturday

i maybe got 3-4 hours of sleep after crawling into my 400 layers of warmth in my sleeping bag. the unfortunate thing about that was that my pillow got damp from my sweaty head, so every time i rolled over, my face was on chilly wet pillow until it warmed up. yuck-o.

and in and out went teammates on their runs. liz got up and came back, jane got up and came back. but i slept, and that was a good thing. this was probably my best year for sleep. (although, i was lying there thinking, what am i doing? i could be at home, in my bed, in my warm house, and be comfortable. why am i doing this?)

i woke up to go pee at 5:30ish (again). there’s always a bit of hum during the night because the relay is constant, so there are people out and about. the moon was bright enough overhead to not need a headlamp to see, and on my way back, i saw a shooting star. the stars in general were great.

(the portapotties were also pretty great this year. clean, well-ventilated, and emptied often. TP was always stocked.)

when i got back, liz had come back from her last run, and jane was awake, so i just stayed awake. i wasn’t feeling too bad. dressing myself was going to be a different matter!

red loop

i was going to, once again, be running at the low-temp time of the day. fortunately, it didn’t get as cold as expected, and it was a whopping 43º instead of 39º. i didn’t realize that i was going to be running this early, so i hadn’t packed the right pants for cold weather, so instead, i wore my long shorts and my calf compression socks. wool tank, wool shirt, long sleeved poly shirt, and a short sleeved poly shirt. i wore liz’s ragnar cap, which i think actually helped quite a bit.

time for the last loop. the red loop is not only the longest, but possibly the most treacherous. there are sections of giant boulders and small rocks and middling rocks on the path that you have to hop your way through. then there are sections of roots and roots and more roots sticking out of the dirt path. and, if you’re like me, you don’t pick your feet up well enough, and the toes of your shoes just catch the edge of the root.

but first, the red loops starts out nice. a wide, open, grassy path where you can warm up, get your bearings, think you’re doing great. there are a couple of long, slopey hills that are more work than you want them to be, but generally they are followed by a nice downhill. then BAM.  we enter the single-file forest rock city.

this is pretty tame.

there are two bridges on the red loop, and i walked both of them. they were full of mud from the trail. and if the roots were too much, i walked that too. i tried to run through the rocks; generally, the rocks were better for me than the roots. maybe because they were obvious? i’m not sure. but the last leg of single file dangerousness was rooty rooty rooty.

also not too bad. this pic courtesy of matt!!

but after you get through the roots sent from hell, you get back into wide-open grassy paths where you get a little too confident in your running.

side story! so quinn was telling us about her fall on her first run, where she landed on her face. she was describing it and said, “you know when you trip and you throw your hands back like this?” and she demonstrated by throwing her arms along her sides and backwards, like reverse superman.

in my head, i was thinking, “i don’t do that. i throw my hands forward to stop the fall what is she talking about.”

so i am just rolling out into wide-open plains for running, and i do NOT constant vigilance, and i trip over something. and i THROW MY ARMS BACK TO COUNTER BALANCE. in my head, i’m not thinking about the possible trip and fall of this, but rather, WHAT??? QUINN WAS RIGHT!!!

(i did manage to pull out of that fall, though my lower back did a LOT of work to prevent that.)

and when i told the others about this? they all said that they, too, were skeptical of quinn’s arm position, and liz actually had the same experience that i did! so, that’s the side story. and the closest i came to injury.

the final slopey section is about a mile or so long, but it’s nice because you aren’t hemmed in by trees and switchbacked trails. there’s more freedom in the run, and you can lengthen your stride. there’s a GIANT HILL that you basically just power walk up, cuz ain’t no one gonn run up that thing.

and then you come into the final stretch where all three loops’ runners converge, run through a short leg in the woods, and come out to cheers in the transition tent.

then i was DONE!!

i finished up the red loop, 6.75 miles through rocky, rooty mess, in 1:33. and that was with a lot of walking through obstacles!

we had three more runners after me, and then we got our medals and pics.

matt did the volunteer shift while the rest of us packed up and hauled everything over to the drop site. by the time we were done, almost 2 p.m., nearly all the teams had finished up. it was probably the earliest that i’d ever seen us finish up our relay – i think in the hot year (2017?) we didn’t finish the last runner til almost 3 p.m.

then it was time to get out. i was tired, needed a shower, and also needed food. liz, jane, doug, quinn, and i stopped in wausau for lunch, then it was time to head out.

i got home at 9 p.m., took a shower, threw my sweaty clothes in the wash, then promptly passed out. i slept 11 hours last night. and, weirdly enough, all that running seemed to have healed my knee issues?? what the heck.

til next year, ragnar!

i kneed

i kneed

welp, if it’s not one thing it’s another, right? my feet have been pretty decent lately on the run front, but of course my knees have decided to crap out. exciting times in the ramp up to ragnar trail, of course!

i started gathering my gear for ragnar.  i packed my headlamp, then decided to go for a run in the dark tonight. which doesn’t take much these days; thanks, axial tilt. but here’s some new gear for this year!

  1. i bought a propane tank heater. lows are going to be in the 40s, which doesn’t sound bad for running, but it sure sounds bad if you’re camping. so i got a nice heater and it works great. no freezing for me.
  2. a nice wool blanket to wrap up in while i’m sitting around and also in my sleeping bag. like i said, no freezing for me.
  3. pedialyte galore.
  4. a crapton of food. no free supper at ragnar this year, and i have trouble eating enough anyway, so i’m going to just bring a bunch of food and hope i eat enough.

training has been pretty good up until the knee issue, so i’m not worried about finishing. kind of worried about finishing with reasonable knees. hopefully it’s just runner’s knee and it’ll just sort itself out. otherwise, i have an appointment in october with my GP and if they’re still annoying then, maybe i can get into PT or something for them.

ragnar update to come afterward!

GOAT. got it?

GOAT. got it?

yesterday i called melissa to say hi and chat and all that good stuff. we were talking about something infuriating to both of us, and she said “and you know what really gets my goat?”

and i had to interrupt her well-formed rant because i was just like, where on earth did that saying come from?

so here’s your etymology saturday lesson!

the first time it was in print, it was in reference to a burst water pipe in 1909, about transferring water back and forth from the tub to a bowl and back again all night. that certainly would have been goat getting.

this is a relatively new phrase, as you can see from 1909, and one story is that it came from when goats were placed next to racehorses to keep them call. when people wanted to rig the race, some ill-mannered people would steal the horse’s goat, causing the horse to race poorly. but while that’s a nice story, it’s not widely accepted as the true source.

another idea is that the word goat was used as slang for anger around the early 1900s, which makes a little more sense.

yet another option is from the french phrase prendre le chevre, meaning take the goat, angering the owner. (i don’t like this one.)

i actually thought of this one while looking at various sources: a mispronunciation of goad. get your goad – like goading someone on.

or maybe we’re all just goat owners and we’d all be angry if someone tried to take away our goats!

we may never know the real origin, but i do like the slang idea. it was the idea that we all have an inner goat just waiting to get out there and be angry. so when something irks you, you get your goat out.

GOATS!

(hrrrmmmm i was going to link to a post i KNOW i did about the term scapegoat, but i think it was lost in the great blog migration. ugh! well, that’s another post, i guess!)

dry girl summer to almost girl fall

dry girl summer to almost girl fall

this post is totally inspired by my long-time blogging friend over at ohhonestlyerin.com, who blogged today with the following sentence: “I am already getting the tickley sensation in my belly thinking about upcoming FALL stuff.”

because i could sure relate to that! the other day i was like, oh! i should start my spooky movie watchlist! only to realize that spooky movie month is still a month away.

in my old age, i have come more and more to really appreciate spring and summer. spring is my favorite season at this point, barely barely edging out fall. but spring doesn’t bring the tickley tinglies (probably hope – the thing with wings in your chest, so emily d. says). there are only two things that bring this for me: the far-off thought of fall and the far-off thought of christmas, when the seasons are  j u s t  about to start and they haven’t completely gone off the rails, commercewise.

i hate that it’s dark now at 8:15 p.m. i miss the gloaming at 10 p.m. i hate that my garden is overgrown with weeds and dying plants. i miss the songbirds and chattering rodents. i hate that the frogs are long gone and now the drone of crickets and high-pitched cicadas overrule all other outdoor sounds. i hate that once again, summer’s on the way out.

but.

i sure do love october. it’s still a month away, but october one-eth cometh. here’s what’s in store!

  1. i’ve already started the pumpkin coffee thing because i have made it WELL KNOWN that caribou can’t seem to keep pumpkin in their stores past the end of september for some reason. it doesn’t even get stocked in october!!! they should offer pumpkin flavor through thanksgiving. what a bunch of losers.
  2. in about two weeks, i’ll be telling stan that his month is coming. he’s spooky looking. he’s spooked all the time.  october is the perfect month for a scaredy cat like him. i’ll try to wrangle the halloween jingly cat collar on him for at least one pic.
  3. the end of september is RAGNAR TRAIL. you’ll hear more about that later, but i do enjoy a run through the woods with the leaves changing.
  4. scary movie month. through october, i like to watch all the halloween classics, mostly campy scary movies like evil dead and scream because i can’t handle real scary movies. of course i’ll watch hocus pocus and maybe try to find some old disney halloween classics. can’t go wrong with some scary movies during october!
  5. the first two weeks of october in MN are the best. the leaves are peak color (usually – we’ll see what happens with this year being so dry) and it’s a great time to get out and take pics. hopefully the colors cooperate and there aren’t gale force winds that blown them all off the trees by october 3.
  6. sometime in the first half of october, i finally get around to putting up fall decor and lighting my “autumn leaves” candles, etc. no need to rush this. the first half of september is still summer, and my fall decor stays up through november, so i wait until at least october 1 to put up any semblance of a red leafed decor item in the house.
  7. i’ll roast my pie pumpkins i grew this year and then make some pumpkin bread and save some for some pumpkin pie at thanksgiving, but i’ll head down to a pumpkin farm that’s about 3 miles from my house to load up on carving and decorating pumpkins. they have a few heirloom varieties and usually some squash (i do like me some good eatin’ squash).
  8. and i’ll be on the lookout for basic white girl fall thoughts while i’m out and about. last year i heard this gem: “i really like fall, but i sure do hate that it’s cold.” honey, what do you think fall is?? axial tilt does that to a planet.

anyway, welcome to september, the fake fall. it’s still summer, so let’s not get too excited yet. just enough to get the winged tickly tingles.

oh to find a running shoe

oh to find a running shoe

oh hi there! i come to you with shoe review 42.

(i don’t know if i’ve reviewed shoes that many times or if it just seems like that many times.)

in a quest for a comfy, cushy, low-drop shoe that has a nice room toebox, i think i’ve purchased and returned 5 pairs of shoes over the past 2 months.

when i found out that asics had a lower drop shoes than the last time i’d worn them, i decided to give them another go. a low-drop shoe means the distance between the heel and the front as far as how far off the ground. a zero-drop shoe is like going barefoot. high heel would have a ginormous heel drop. my asics i wore for years had a 12mm drop. when i started having super weird foot problems a couple years ago, a lower-drop shoe helped out a ton. the hokas i’d been running in for the past year or so have a 5mm drop, but the toe box is just a bit too narrow for my tastes. the wide is super loose in the heel.

so the asics novablast had an 8mm drop, which i tried and actually ran one run in, and it just was too much of a drop. then i tried out the magic speeds, which have a steel plate (!) in them at a reasonable(ish) cost. the drop was excellent. the space for my toes was good. but they had NO arch support at all. so back to the asics factory those two pairs of shoes went.

after reading for years about altras, which are a zero drop shoe, i thought that now was the time to try them out. they look like no other running shoe out there – probably because they actually look like your foot shape.

the first pair i got had medium cushion and high support, which is excellent for trail running. i love these in the woods. i got a second pair with high cushion and high support, but the 11 was a half size too small, and this company doesn’t make an 11.5???? what legit running shoe company doesn’t do that!! so have a pair of the men’s shoe on their way here, and they should be here tomorrow. i’m hopeful that they should work well, even if they aren’t the more fun colors of the women’s shoe.

ok, so the grey/lime isn’t so bad.

i hope i run like the wind! because ragnar training has begun and i’m going to run 2 runs this saturday in the 70º weather*!!!

*ugh i really want to write about our stupid hot weather and climate change but i feel like i will get so severely depressed.

end of july musings

end of july musings

oh hello from a new laptop! not just a new-to-me laptop; a NEW SPANKIN NEW laptop. the last time i had a brand new laptop was the white 14″er in 2004. since then, i got a refurb 2009 lappy and then charlie’s old powerbook from 2011. so, over the course of 17 years, i’ve used 3 mac laptops? and they all would probably still work today just fine. but i had some extra cash and it was time to invest. this laptop will do internet work and photoshop just fine.

it’s olympics time, which means it’s time for me to complain about lack of infrastructure for people in the boonies. the olypmics are on network TV and supposed to be “free” to watch, but those of us out in the boondocks can’t get a signal unless we have a 150′ antenna. and getting cable for 2 weeks? dumb. i was super excited for about 5 seconds when NBC was touting their peacock app to watch the olympics, but turns out it’s nothing live: just weird specials and minor highlights after the fact. good grief. i’d PAY for them to offer live olympics somewhere that’s not cable or i have to pay $60 to get (looking at you, youtube TV). throw it on youtube live with ads. i’ll pay $15 to watch on the peacock app. let me just pay you $5 for access on your website. HOW HARD IS IT. this would be FREE if i had a large antenna and i’m offering to throw a nominal amount of money at you instead.

/rant

summer is waning. maybe it’s full summer, though i feel like it hits the full summer right around july 4. bet, we’re about to enter july, which means it’s time to make some pickles! despite about 2″ rain in the past 3 months, i’ve been watering my garden on the daily and my veggies are doing ok. i did not keep up with the tomatoes, so they are just exploding into giant bushes. my pumpkins are doing awesome. the pea plants only got to about about 2″ high before they quit (but i did get some peas out of them). bunnies keep trying to eat my beans. my apple tree only has about 10 apples on it though. i guess it’s good i forgot entirely about the FULL DRAWER of apple butter until about a month ago. i’ll be set for the next year at least.

it’s positively apocalyptic looking outside. between no rain, wildfire smoke pouring in, and the fields of corn already turning brown and shriveling up, it makes me wonder what’s going to happen next. water wars? will MN’s trees start dying off as we move into another biome? ah, climate change. too bad no one saw this coming. here’s a good video from hank green about why we should care about climate change and try to effect change even when it seems hopeless.