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  1. Dave

    Running
    Because it's done.
    Met with the superstar marathoner guy as scheduled. Thought about editing the last entry to update. Then thought about adding another post about how it went. Considered saying a final goodbye to the Loop. Finally decided I needed more time to process things before I could put anything down.
    Anyway, here we go.
    The visit was a total disappointment. I won't say he just blew me off, but he sort of just blew me off. The basic message was, "You'll old now and have to do more than just go out and run. Look up some ITB exercises on the web and call me in a month."
    I agreed and I'm doing them but I'm not happy. Side leg raises, clamshells, hip thrusts (not as fun as it sounds), side hip bridges, pistol squat, hip hikes, side shuffle (with resistance band). Easy stuff, except for the pistol (one legged) squat, which stresses the spot in my ITB that's been the issue since September. Not running.
    And so there will be no comeback this year, certainly no marathon. After another month of zero running miles we'll see what's happening and if I can put in some miles on the legs again. 
    On the bright side, I do enjoy the riding. The wheel upgrade was definitely needed and certainly worth the $450 I invested. I don't feel any envy about skipping the $X,XXX+ price tag for a Trek or Specialized or one of those other higher end machines, either. Busting out 10-15-even 20 miles any day of the week with no DOMS is nice. Longer rides means more miles, means more scenery to see. Butt's a little sore.
    Spent $20 for a handlebar phone mount and started using a set of airpods that my dad gave me a few months ago. Someone gave them to him and he didn't use them.
    I sure miss not training for a marathon, though. I miss the long Saturday morning runs. I miss the hard, long intervals, mile repeats, Yassos. I miss thresholds. I dearly miss Tempo Tuesdays. I miss researching races and putting travel plans together. I miss spending those weekends away with Mrs. Dave, visiting a new town or city. I miss expos. I miss new t-shirts. I miss new shoe day.
    I miss a lot of things.
  2. Dave
    Yikes! Another two weeks slipping by without my noticing.
    With some limited progress, and today I have the long anticipated appointment with the marathon running doctor. As time goes by, everything seems to be getting SLOWLY better anyway, so I'm now worried that there won't be enough pain for him to help me.
    Two weeks ago I ran 2 miles twice.
    Last week I ran 2 miles on Friday and 4 miles on Saturday. At 2-1/2 miles, I was able to feel the spot in the ITBand twinge a little. Made me wonder if two days in a row running wasn't a good idea. Besides that, the run was hard because it's more miles than I've run in nine months. Assuming doc doesn't restrict me today, I'll go back to 2 milers for this week and monitor things. No doubt I'll have some more exercises to work on again.
    Road trip last weekend. Youngest granddaughter was baptized. We watched airline fares for several months with this event upcoming, and it just made no sense to pay that much. So we took a couple of days off and drove to Dallas. Mrs. Dave and I love a good road trip. Stayed the first night in Paducah, KY, home of the National Quilt Museum. Next day we had lunch at a Subway in Hope, AR, birthplace of William Jefferson Clinton. No idea if he ever ate there. On the way back we drove through Mississippi and Alabama since Mrs. Dave hadn't been to either of those two states. Now we both have just Alaska to complete visiting all 50. Been saving that to go along with my Alaska marathon.
    News on the (inspired by ocrunnergirl, of course) cycling front. New wheels.

    No commas in the price tag, as promised. Had buddy who's into this cycling thing offer to tune it up for me. Figure that saved me $100 or so. Anyway. the first few rides have gone well. Seat's not quite as comfortable as the old one. Faster by 40%, though, and that's fun. Replaced the tires on the old bike and am trying to talk Mrs. Dave into joining me for at least some neighborhood cruising. I'll let you know if she decides to upgrade and be serious about it.
    Last month Got a matched set of The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings. It's been many, many years since I've read them and it's a real treat. Good literature is so enjoyable. Some books I've read I find myself thinking, "I should write a book. I could do this." I try not to read too many of those. Life's too short to read bad books.
    Went to the Tigers game on Saturday. It was bad. Next year they'll be good, for sure.
  3. Dave
    Missed that week, however that happened.
    Ran again this week (Wednesday) for two miles. Biked after for 8. Total about an hour of work. The bike kept the ITB/hip/etc. nice and loose. No residual tightness or pain. I may be onto something here. Always scoffed at the pro football/basketball players who pedaled on a stationary bike on the sidelines/bench while they waited to get back into the game. I'll stop scoffing now and will be combining this run/ride thing from here on out. At least when the weather permits two wheels.
    Since I've been looking into cycles, everywhere I go on the net is filled with adds for them. Nothing with a comma in the price. I'm not "getting into" cycling. I'm just looking for a way to get back to running.
    Spent the last weekend in UT for the 45th year HS reunion. Crazy where they found all those old people. From what I've heard over the years, we're an unusually tight group as far as graduating classes go. It was a big class (585 - don't ask why that's a number I still remember). We've had something every five years since 1982. I remember being voted most likely to never get married ... the week before our wedding. Ha. Anyway, this year there were 65 in attendance, including several who haven't come before. Maybe we're starting to wonder how many chances we'll have. We lost at least two more this year.
    Made sure to schedule a lunch date with Kevin and Misti - two of the OG Loopsters. Such great people. Happy to see them and hear that they're doing well. Awesome memories.

    Another test today for this side pain. Probably just old guy can't heal stuff, but best to be sure. Then an appointment to donate blood. That'll probably nix the ride this afternoon, but who knows? Riding is SO much easier than running. Maybe I can still go for a few miles. Long one tomorrow.
  4. Dave

    Running
    I have to look at my last entry every time to make sure I get the week number right. That's not because I'm old is it?
    Spent most of last week walking through the woods with 150 teenagers for a church youth conference. Done this before, doing a fairly lax re-enactment of what's know as the handcart pioneer trek. In 1856-60, Brigham Young came up with a brilliant plan to have several thousand of the poorest converts to the LDS faith from Europe (mostly England and Denmark) just walk to Utah from Omaha. That's an oversimplification, of course. Feel free to ask or do some research for more precise details if you're inclined. The point is, they really wanted to be together with the rest of the church and were willing to do just about anything to get there. Every year, congregations all over the US (maybe other countries, too, but I have no experience with that), take their youth out for a few days to lug their camping gear around and talk about those walkers and the personal sacrifices they made for their religion. The few days out of town are pretty tame by comparison, but taking phones and showers away for 3 days is a tough row for these kids to hoe. They did awesome.
    Anyway, for me it just meant getting a little stinky and not running or riding the first half of the week. Was on my feet most of the time but only walked about 12 miles (estimated).
    Adventures in cycling. Six miles on Thursday when I got back - trip to UPS for an Amazon return. 12 on Friday - trip to the dry cleaners that Mrs. Dave likes to use. Don't ask me why we can't go to the one just down the street. 20 on Saturday - helped a family move into their new home, then made a wide swing on Hines Drive. Trying to wave, smile, and/or nod to people when I ride so I'm not one of those guys.
    Still thinking about upgrading the wheels. Still in a quandary about the cost. Cheap used one could give me unforeseen issues since I've no idea what kind of shape it would be in. Used cars I can evaluate, used bikes not so much. Not at all ready to commit anything with a comma in the price tag. Was able to talk to a friend who rides yesterday about it and he had some recommendations.
    Don't think I mentioned that when I took Abby to my Wednesday activity with the church kids - we were doing a little auto education - one of them broke the handle to the hood release cable. Replaced that on Thursday with a new one. Changed lugs and the valve cover gasket on Mrs. Dave's CR-V. First try wasn't quite right and there was a leak. Second time worked, but accidentally grounded the cable from the alternator to the case and lost power. Turned out I blew part of what's called a multifuse block. $15 but the closest one was 22 miles away. This was on Saturday about lunchtime and she had Abby at work. 44 miles was a little too ambitious a bike ride for me, so I ordered one from Amazon and waited another day. Then I missed one wiring and one hose connection while putting it all back together and so of course the car ran worse than before. My ineptness is a big reason I hate working on cars. Fortunately, I have friends who are better at this than I am and one of them bailed me out.
    Wednesday is a travel day. Utah for the 45 year HS reunion (that's 1977 if you don't care to do the math). I'll work for the mornings and early afternoons Thursday and Friday, then come back on the 4th. Almost a week gone using just one day of vacation. Nice. But flying Spirit, so just a backpack and 7 hours in the Las Vegas airport to get there. 
    This morning, I ran (you read that right) two miles. Slow, of course. ITB seemed OK. Trochanter was almost good. Got a little sore for most of the rest of the morning, but not terrible. We'll see what it's like after working all day and 10 miles on the bike. 
  5. Dave
    Two weeks between entries. You know what that means. Either:
    1) Been running so much there's been no time to post.
    B) The last test run was so terrible that I've been too bummed to try putting anything into words.
    Yeah, so I went out for another couple. This time (Tuesday of last week - my new plan was to go Tue-Thu-Sat), it hurt so bad I decided to wait longer before trying again. Since there are times when it hurts walking up stairs or lifting, I'll wait at least until those are pain free. Then there's the related hip pain. As long as that's around, I presume the ITB will still be a problem.
    As a result, no running for about a week and a half now.
    Getting some walking in when I can. Had an appointment with the ophthalmologist on Wednesday. Walked there and back. Five miles. Yesterday I needed another PSA draw since that's been a year. Four miles. Sometimes I'll just go out walking.
    Had my first follow up with the internist on Friday last. He was really happy with my glucose numbers and the fact that I've lost ten pounds since January. The same ten pounds that prompted Mrs. Dave to worry that I have pancreatic cancer and I'm also seeing a urologist and having a bunch of other tests to make sure I don't. So far, they've all come back negative, which of course means it's all good.
    Then on Friday I took my son's old bicycle, put air in the tires, checked and adjusted the brakes, and raised the seat and handlebars. I've been thinking for awhile about switching to a bike for some of the errands that I do around town. With gas topping $5/gallon, it seemed like the right moment. So, on Saturday I biked two miles to help a family load up a moving truck, then came home, adjusted the seat a little more, and planned a trip to pick up some fabric for a little Christmas project I've been working on. Seven miles one way to Joann Fabrics. Helped that it was perfect weather for riding a bike, and I really enjoyed the speed. I must admit the speed was more pedestrian than cycling. But it's a 25 year old machine that's really sized for a 12 year old kid. And apparently Garmin doesn't pause like when you're running and I forgot to stop it a few times while I was in and out of stores. But, whatever. On the roads for about three hours, logged almost 22 miles.
    Failed to mention I was also using the only helmet that we had around the house, which was also 20+ years old. It seemed adequate until I took it off and the end of the day, when it sort of fell apart into two pieces. I had noticed that Walmart/Target/Meijer all had helmets for about $30, so when I made my last stop of the day for groceries at Costco (automobile this time) and saw they had some for $32, I grabbed my upgrade. Last night I Amazon-ed a pair of riding gloves.
    And I have four new badges in my Garmin app. Sunday after church I spent an hour and put in 12 miles.
    Now I'll have to decide if I'm going to spend any money on an adult bicycle.
    But the bottom line is, I still can't run. Seven months now.
    I hate that.
  6. Dave

    Running
    I'm going to keep calling a comeback until I get officially shut down. Decision on that may not come until July or August.
    First will be the new PT group, referred by both my PCP and the urologist. When I mentioned to the latter doc about my side/rib/gut pain, she thought it sounded more muscular than internal organ related, so threw in the PT consult. Then when I saw the PCP to follow up my insulin resistance (I'm protesting by not calling it "diabetes" since I'm producing plenty of insulin; cells just aren't using it), I mentioned the whole ITB/hip/back thing and he referred me to the same group for PT. In fact, the same doc, who is apparently a sub-3 hour marathoner. Only trouble is I can't get an appointment until mid-July.
    In the meantime, more cycling. And the more I ride this thing, the more I feel like I need an upgraded machine. Did I mention the other day how I felt like I was cruising along pretty quickly, only to be passed (with authority) by guy who looked like he was out for a Sunday stroll?
    The other thing I notice is that I'm averaging about what I could run back in the day. Not that I'm frustrated that I can't run as fast as I did when I was 25 (although that would be nice). Just an observation. And of course I'm not ready to make a major investment. But I should have something that at least fits my size instead of the 12 year-old son I bought it for in 1999. I should also have something that's appropriate for how and where I'm riding. Not doing any technical trails. Mostly streets and bike paths around town. Don't think I need a serious road bike, nor a mountain. So, hybrid? I've done the online research, but could use some advice. Suppose I'll throw the question into Loopville and see what the cyclists there have to say.
    Rode 6 miles to carpool out to a scout ranch an hour and a half from here on Saturday. Big youth conference happening next week and we were checking out the trails and camping areas we plan on using. Fair amount of walking. Then another 6 home. Took yesterday off, but plan 10 or so this afternoon.
    Pulled my shirt off to shower after I got home and found a little red guy with what looked like 10-12 legs crawling up my sleeve. No question it was a tick. There were nine of us going through the woods that day and I was the 4th to have picked up one the unwanted passenger. Amazon delivered a can of permethrin today, so hopefully I can get through the conference without donating any blood to his friends.
  7. Dave
    2 miles. Maybe 4.
    My plan is to go out for a couple today, making it 2 runs for the week.
    Two doctor appointments on Thursday this week.
    First was the follow up with the ortho on this ITB/hip thing, since PT was a bust for the most part. Not that I don't appreciate the work and human contact. Built some glute strength. But he never did address the root cause and that's disappointing. The ITB is all knotted up, which is putting downward pressure on the hip, which in turn is stressing the attachment point of the gluteus medius and greater trochanter. Official diagnosis for that pain is bursitis.
    Let's back up to Tuesday. I worked the ITB pretty hard with the foam roller, stretched a bunch and went out to see what I could see. After an almost six month layoff, I was happy enough with a 1/4 jog, 100m walk. The good news was that it ITB was quiet the whole time. Felt the GM pulling a little bit on the run segments. Stretched after and it all seemed OK both that evening and the next day. Of course, after reporting this to the ortho and having him say there wasn't anything else he could do for me, both laces hurt all day yesterday.
    Today it seems OK, so I'll give it another go, assuming the weather cooperates. T-storms are in the forecast.
    Also need to cut the grass. I'm not officially participating in No-Mow May, but you wouldn't know it from the looks of my lawn. Think we're up to about six inches.
    Doc visit number two was with a gastroenterologist. Don't go to one of these if you don't have to. Been waiting on this appointment since March and it was almost delayed again to July. Anyway, this consult was for some stomach issues I've been having since last fall. Those issues, combined with my recent diabetes diagnosis and weight loss (10 pounds), makes Mrs. Dave nervous about "C". Gave some blood to check the liver (all good), going to get my digestive tract scoped on Monday, another appointment at another place next month (don't remember exactly what for) and a follow-up with the GI doc in July.
    Seems like since the Ragnar /ITB injury, I've just gotten all messed up everywhere. I became old in what seems like the blink of an eye.
    Since I've been tracking my glucose levels every morning, it's come down to a mostly reasonable amount. But it's sort of wonky and unpredictable. Don't know what that's about. Perfect example is the past two days, where I had the same dinner the night before and did no walking or running. 142 (not good) to 116 (pretty good). I'm supposed to be between 80-130 (yellow and red lines). The lowest day in the past week (99) was the morning after I ate two donuts and had a bunch of Red Robin steak fries and half a Banzai Burger for dinner.

    Had an interesting visitor this morning. Opened the back curtains to find this guy standing about 3 feet from the window on my patio. He wandered around the yard for a few more minutes, ate some leaves from the shrubbery, then hopped the fence and went off in the direction of the woods, having to cross two more yards and a street to get there.

  8. Dave
    Another week, another ....
    Nothing, really. Had final PT session on Monday and have an appointment with the ortho on Thursday coming up. Really hope he doesn't want to talk about my hip.
    IT'S NOT THE HIP!
    OK, I feel better now. Emotionally anyway.
    Also have an appointment (at Mrs. Dave's insistence) with a GI doc on Thursday. This is part of our quest to get to the bottom of this diabetes mystery. There are two possible outcomes from this line of inquiry. Either a) they find nothing and there's no reason for me to have insulin resistance issues, or 2) I have pancreatic cancer. Awesome.
    Plans for our Europe trip are going slightly better. We need to trim the itinerary a little so we aren't over-scheduled. Probably will have to skip Poland with everything happening in eastern Europe. At this point, broadly speaking, it'll be like this:
    Couple of days in Paris Day in Normandy Day (maybe 2) in Amsterdam Couple of days in Berlin We want to get to a few more WWII sites, but we're not in our 20's anymore, so that may be too much.
    Speaking of travel, my 45th HS reunion is this summer and I've been waffling heartily about going, since we can fly to Europe for less than airfare to UT is right now. EXCEPT, this morning I figured a work around that saves me half and makes it affordable. A pair of one-ways, a long layover in Las Vegas and some points I have on Southwest. Old guys like me should go to these because who knows how many we have left, right?
    Two baseballs games this week, both complimentary and both from work events. Monday Mrs. Dave had tickets from her work (Tigers lost). Thursday I had a work outing that including BBQ and a game (Tigers lost again).
    Still, an afternoon at the park is better than an afternoon at work.
  9. Dave
    Another week of zero progress.
    Plenty of strength work. Pushing a weighted sled, resistance bands, bridges, lunges. Hip flexibility stuff. PT says he's impressed with how much strength I have for someone my age. 🤣  The last two sessions he's had me run a little. Just up and down the indoor field. Felt a little pain where the ITB attaches to the rear of the hip. If I knew that's all it would do I'd keep running. But it gets progressively worse and hurts more later as things cool. He is ready to throw in the towel and send me back to the doctor. About time.
    This morning the pain in my side is back, too. Mrs. Dave says I'm just old. No doubt that's right, but I'm not convinced that's all it is.
    Bought a new printer this week. It arrived without one of the setup cartridges. When I told Amazon about it, they asked if I wanted a refund or a replacement and to keep the one I got. Told them all I needed was the one cartridge, to no avail. So I researched how to start the printer without a setup cartridge, took the refund and bought two new cartridges. Free printer! Thanks, Amazon.
    Still no dining room table.
    We were planning a trip to the UK this summer with some friends but that's fallen through. We talked about several things to do instead and have (finally) decided (probably) on a 10 day tour of World War II sites - Normandy, Paris, Berlin, Amsterdam and (hopefully, depending on the Ukraine situation) Warsaw/Krakow/Auschwitz.
    45th HS reunion is this summer. Hoping airfare drops a little before deciding about making that trip. Happy to go, just don't know if I'm $600 happy.
  10. Dave
    Losing steam.
    PT continues.
    Went to Boston to see DS1 run. Met with him and his girls. Helped them navigate the suburbs from Hopkinton to Copley Square. Were able to see him at mile 4 in Ashland, 6-1/2 in Framingham, 9 at Fisk Pond, 10 in Natick, 13 and 16 in Wellesley, 20 in Newton, and 22 at Cleveland Circle. Props for the new tracking app, which let us see if we had time to get where we wanted in time. Obviously, he had the more physically challenging day, but it was pretty stressful getting to all those places with three adults and three kids (aged 7, 9 & 11). Then there's the whole finding your people after the race fun. And parking in downtown Boston on Patriot's Day at the end of the marathon.
    I was able to meet irl my very first friend on the Loop, SIbbetson. Thirteen years ago she was the first to comment on my very first post. Closest we've come before was when I stopped for a day in Reed Springs, MO for a tiny marathon. Think she was still in Kansas then. We texted Sunday while the family was at the expo and she was eating lunch close by with three of her fast friends. Long time dream fulfilled.
    Huge snowstorm across New York state the day we were driving back so we took a loop to the south and came home through Pennsylvania, stopping for a quick visit to ...(wait for it!). (Who is that old guy, anyway?)
    The furnace has been acting up the past few weeks and it was 50o in the house when we got home. Had a guy come look at it. Probably the controls going out. It's 34 years old. So, we got a new one. They came out today to install a special chimney liner needed for high efficiency furnaces in older homes (ours is from 1966). They almost had to call for a mason to tear into the chimney, which would have been who knows how much, but in the end were able to get the liner done as is. Then we noticed water in the basement coming from the dishwasher. Leaky inlet valve. That - fortunately - I can do myself. $20.
    Four weeks later, we still don't have a dining room table. Can't find anything we really like.
    There you go.
  11. Dave

    Running
    First week of PT.
    Like always, it seems the first part of PT is a waste of time.
    Doc referred me to a different place than I usually go, so I don't get to see my favorite Amanda with the magic hands. This guy, Dalton, is pretty good though. He seems to know his stuff and was good at listening. Assorted tests to see where I'm weak and where things hurt under what conditions.
    The IT Band is all scrunched up in the spot that bothers me the most, but he found what appears to be the root cause. One of the upper attachment points between it and the gluteus. Probably a small tear that hasn't healed because 1) I'm old; 2) I'm diabetic; 3) I've tried to run through it; and 4) I sit all day and that position seems to not be good for it.
    So I've got a few of those immensely boring exercises and stretches to do for 6 or more weeks that will hopefully strengthen the surrounding areas while it finishes healing. Also, standing more during the day.
    Trip to Idaho starting this afternoon with a truckload of odds and ends for the kids' new apartment. I used to make fun of parents that did things like this for their adult children. But here I am. Be there all week, then get back for just a few days before the trip to Boston. Busy April.
    Recent books:
    Anxious People by Fredrik Backman - Do yourself a favor and go read this. TODAY. Becoming by Michelle Obama - Fascinating, enlightening. Phantoms by Dean Koontz - Fun one. The Broken Kingdoms by NK Jemisin - Well done fantasy. One of the few African American fantasy authors out there. Book 2 of the series. The Kingdom of Gods by NK Jemisin - Book 3 of the series. The Intuitionist by Colson Whitehead - Mystery involving elevators. Didn't see that coming. All Systems Red by Martha Wells - Book 1 of a sci-fi multi volume series. Each book isn't long, but very entertaining. Artificial Condition by Martha Wells - Book 2. The House of Thunder by Dean Koontz - Gaslighting at it's finest. Three by Lars Kepler, my new favorite Scandinavian author - The Nightmare, The Fire Witness, and The Hypnotist. There are six more as soon as I can get to them.
  12. Dave

    Running
    Each week seems more and more of an exercise of the purest optimism.
    No PT this week since I'm in Idaho. Traveled over last weekend to save vacation days. Stayed the nights in Coralville, IA and Cheyenne, WY on the way. Could have easily made it to Laramie the second day but wanted to watched the Final Four games. UNC busted my pick for the winner, but I had Kansas, so I won both the family bracket challenge and took 3rd in the work game. That may be the first time I've won a bracket challenge.
    Things haven't worked out as smoothly as I planned here, but most of the important things got done.
    It started on the drive out. Ten miles on the road and the tarp I had on the load just in case it rained was torn by the wind and I had to take it off. Stop at the next Home Depot and get a replacement or trust the weather forecast that said it was going to be clear all the way across? Went with choice B to avoid the hour delay and because the only thing in the back that might be damaged by rain was an old loveseat that we'd considered not even bringing.
    Woke up the next morning in Iowa to a cold, hard rain.
    Don't recall ever driving Iowa in the early spring. I have to say it won't be on my "Really want to do this again" list. Normally I see the corn along the freeway and it's a beautiful, lush green. Makes me proud to live in a country that feeds much of the world. Most of the rest was just as scenic, but nearing the Wyoming-Idaho border south of Jackson, things got a little better.

    The previous renters in their apartment had left a washer but no dryer, so I figured it'd be easy to find one on FB Marketplace or Craigslist on the cheap. And it was, except most of them didn't mention whether they were gas or electric models. Needed gas. At last found one for $75 and brought Dad along to pick it up. I had $70 cash but figured to Venmo anyway. Apparently selling used furniture is the woman's business and she wouldn't do Venmo because of the new tax law. Fortunately, Dad had a fin in his wallet.
    I get the machine back to the apartment and discover that the attachment hose was too short by two inches to reach the gas line coming out of the wall. So, off to Home Depot where they only had a full installation kit with a four foot hose. Fine. Back for the install and there was just one inch of clearance between the dryer and the door. Close one. But it went in and works and they're set with that.
    The main piece of furniture they needed was a bed. I brought a Hollywood bedframe with me. Planned to get a box spring and mattress, or maybe a platform frame and just a mattress. My dad said he was replacing his mattress and they could have it for free. He also knew the guy where it came from and he could probably make me a deal on a platform frame. When I finished work that day and came up from the basement where my temporary office is, Dad was ready to go. Remember, he's 89 and while still pretty sharp, he's slowed down quite a bit since he ran a 3:40 at the 1979 Golden Spike Marathon. So instead of a quick run to a few thrift and furniture stores to see what I could get, it became an entire afternoon of going to one place to find it was only open on Friday and Saturday, another that was no longer in business, then having to search for him because he'd gone to the WinCo to buy some peanut clusters. In the end, we came up empty as the places that normally had what I wanted were out of the size I needed.
    I'd remembered stopping to use the restroom at a Walmart somewhere in Iowa that they had a platform frame for $140. That was about half what the furniture stores wanted for them. So plan B became dropping in on the local store and just getting one. To be sure, I went into Mrs. Dave's Walmart.com account and ordered it for pick up. Then the credit card she had on file wasn't working. No problem. I used mine. A few minutes later I received an email that my order was cancelled because of suspicious activity on the account. Called Mrs. Dave and she ordered it. All set. Until we got to Walmart and they had no record of the order. Checked the account and the third transaction had also been cancelled because of suspicious activity. Went inside and the shelf was empty. Found someone to check in the back but she couldn't check because they were unloading a truck. Wouldn't be done until 10pm. There "might" be one at the other store across town. So we went there to find the shelf also empty. Asked another guy to check the back room and after what seemed like 3-4 days he came back with what was apparently the only queen platform bedframe in the state of Idaho. Oy vey.
    We'd been trying to get SIL to attached the license plates to his car for the last couple of months to no avail. Turns out he likely wouldn't have been able to anyway, since they were missing a bolt from the real and he had no idea. It also attached differently than the front so that needed to be figured out with one trip to Walmart and another to O'Reilly's. When I removed the temporary sticker from the back window I noticed the expiration date. February 28. SMH.
    When they bought their second car, it only had one key. Next quest was to get a second one, plus another one of each so they'd have spares just in case. I don't remember being quite so inept in my 20s, but maybe I was. Anyway, since we were at Walmart for something else and they make keys in their auto area, I waited five minutes to ask about getting one. Bet you didn't know that a 2001 Civic has a chipped ignition key. The associate trying to help was particularly inept herself, and I took the advice of another guy who was waiting for something at the counter and went to the Ace Hardware store down the road. I gulped when he told me it was $90 for the key and then we'd have to program it to mate with the car. Maybe Mel's Lock & Key could do better. Fine, where is that? On the other side of town. Good thing Idaho Falls isn't a big town. Mel would do it for $80, including programming, but we needed to bring the car. We were in my truck. So we went back to the apartment, traded the truck for the car and came back. Geez o Pete.
    Yesterday I realized that the can of spray adhesive I spent $30 for at O'Reilly's ... I had an almost full can back in Michigan from when I'd replaced T-Rex's headliner. I knew I had this job on the list to do but didn't even think to bring the adhesive that I'd paid $25 for five years ago. Anyway, we were able to get the edges that were falling off reasonably well re-attached and they don't have it secured to the roof with thumbtacks (I kid you not).
    Met one of my brothers (Robert, the Ironman) for dinner and had a good talk.
    Took the kids out to Red Robin last night and tried to wrap up my visit with some life advice. Item one is to do the things that need to be done. It's been a year since the wedding and she just barely got her name changed on her SS card so she can now change her residency to Idaho and get a driver's license and register her car in the state.
    Anyway, I'll head back today as soon as I get through with work. Most of what I came here for got done, although not without what seemed like hiccups at every turn.
    Life's like that most of the time. Like running.
  13. Dave

    Running
    Apparently, I'm now on another break.
    Pain over the weekend post runs was so bad I decided to call a doc. My strategy of hoping things would get better if I just ran more - like I do. Every. Single. Time. - failed again. Who can understand these things, anyway?
    I found a sports med guy who came highly recommended, called the office Monday and asked for an appointment.
    "Sure! What's your birthdate?"
    "1-17-59."
    "Oh...sorry, sir, Dr. A. doesn't see patients your age."
    "Excuse me?"
    "Let me schedule you with our hip specialist, Dr. P."
    "Um, this is a sports injury and it's not my hip. It's my upper IT Band. I need a sports med specialist."
    "Yeah, well, Dr. P. is really good with older patients."
    "OK, fine." It wasn't fine, but I'm nothing if not a pushover. But our first conversation was going to be about running marathons, not arthritis. If he wants to give me a new hip, I'm outta there.
    As it happened, Dr. P. had an opening the next day, so I took my old hip and went to see him. I made it as clear as I could to Andy, the guy intaking me, that I wasn't some cranky old guy with a bad hip (OK, the cranky old guy part was true), but an athlete with an injury who needed to get back to running marathons. He seemed to get it, and assured me that Dr. P. was a good guy for me. They took some x-rays of my pelvic area, including the upper femur where the problem is, then I sat down to wait. It wasn't too long, so there was one in the plus column.
    Dr. P. was about 40, I'd guess. Tall, slim. Probably a basketball or volleyball player in his younger days. He payed attention when I told him my history and the fateful day last September at the Ragnar. We looked at my x-rays together and he showed me where there was some very slight narrowing in the right hip, but nothing that would explain any pain and certainly nothing for him to do anything with. He moved my leg around, pinpointing the upper IT Band spot that's at the root of this whole mess.
    Sadly, there's no magic bullet. I'm off the roads for six weeks now while I do another round of PT. This time focusing on the IT Band. Last time my back and hip were hurting so much I couldn't get there.
    In other news, four weeks on Metformin now for my blood glucose, and three weeks of testing every morning. I was averaging 142, with a low of 128 and a high of 160. This morning was 114. I went from once a day to twice last week, so maybe it's finally starting to work.
    The kids in Idaho are moving this week. They found a place for $300 less than the first place they were looking at, just a couple of miles from where they work. The previous tenants left their washer and dryer. The dryer wasn't working but they get to keep the washer. This also means I am driving out with a pickup load of furniture for them next weekend. Last time I had a long solo road trip was 2006 or 7, I think. This'll be great.
    Finally got around to rotating the tires on Mrs. Dave's CR-V. Stripped the threads on one of the lugs putting them back on. So that turned into a 2 hours job getting a new lug and nut and replacing them. I hate working on cars. So much.
    I also hate not running.
  14. Dave

    Running
    Good news and bad news this week.
    Good news is that I ran three days this week. 3 miles each, with a little break to walk half way.
    How'd it go? So-so. Limped through the first half mile with pain about a third of the way down the right femur. All the pain as started to concentrate there. What does that mean? Sort of numbs up after that. Then hurts to touch the rest of the time, when I walk up stairs, and when I twist it. Thinking about an ortho consult.
    In the meantime, walked 3 miles yesterday instead of running. No limping, but the pain the rest of the day was the same.
    Anything else going on? Not really.
    Kids may not be moving until May, so the urgency to get out there is less. Still, if I didn't need to get out to see Dad I don't think I'd go. Doesn't really make economic sense.
    I'd rather be talking about running.
  15. Dave

    Running
    Guess who ran this week?
    I did a mile both Friday after posting and Saturday. Boy, am I out of shape. Not a hundred yards out on that first run I was huffing and puffing. Sucked it up and finished, then remembered that I donated blood earlier in the week. I don't bounce back as quickly from that as I used to, either. Saturday was better.
    This week I extended to 2 miles per day. For the first 3 I walked a little before turning around, but yesterday kept going all the way. I feel like such a noob. You start wherever you are, though, and that's where I am. Not wearing a watch yet, so am only guessing at 10 minute miles.
    Pain-wise, I give the leg a B-. The hip seems OK at the pedestrian pace I'm going. What I used to call the upper ITB that I'm now sort of wondering is a femur issue (stress reaction or even a fracture? - may need to ask about x-rays or a bone scan if it continues to linger) is a C. I feel something but it doesn't seem to get worse over the mile or two I've done so far, nor does it bother me the rest of the night. If I can add miles and it stays like this, then I'll accept it as me being old and keep on. Right knee was a little sore after the 2-milers, which may have been either age or the insert that Amanda put in that shoe. I took it out to see if it gets better. The ribs bother me a little when I'm sitting and working, but mostly those are OK now.
    In another concession to my diabetes diagnosis, we bought a glucose meter on Saturday and I've been doing the finger poke every morning. So far, I've measured a little sweet at 160, 146, 142, 136, 151, and 122. This after taking metformin for two weeks. Giving it another couple of weeks to get down under 100 and then upping the dose. Could be worse, I know. I sure miss pie. And Butterfingers.
    The new SIL got hired at the post office in Idaho Falls. That means the kids now both have permanent full-time jobs in the same place. So they'll be leaving their little studio and getting a bigger place. Mrs. Dave says this means I'll be making a visit to help them move. Not that they have more than two Civics full of anything to move. I do need to see my dad (he turns 90 this year). We have several items of furniture in the basement she want's me to take with me. Trouble with that is that renting a U-Haul would cost more than just having them buy new stuff. Still working on options for that.
    Boston coming up. DS2 is running and we'll be there. In fact, we signed up to volunteer at packet pickup Sunday morning. No idea where we'll be exactly, but feel free to come find us.
    Speaking in church this weekend. Obviously I'll be using analogies based on running marathons.
  16. Dave

    Running
    Some days I feel like I should switch the title of these to "My Post-Running Life."
    Did a couple of hour walks on the TM this week. Both OK.
    Started taking metformin for my blood sugar. Still working out the best time to take it. Common side effect is stomach upset, which I'm having.
    Yesterday was sunny and beautiful. Seemed like a good afternoon to take my walk outdoors. Didn't count on the wind or how miserable it is to be cold when walking. Funny how I could run and run and run in temps as low as 0F. I bundled up reasonably well, considering it was almost 30. But as soon as I turned the corner and walked into the wind ... yuck. Went another few hundred yards before deciding that my minimum walking temp is much, much higher than my minimum running temp. Came home and did some weights, which I hate.
    Hip is sore today.
    Not giving up yet.
  17. Dave

    Running
    Can't say I ran this week.
    Although, it was nice enough on Wednesday that I walked for 3 miles. Doesn't sound like much, but as far as I'm concerned, this year that's progress and progress is a win.
    Don't know if it's the metformin, but been having serious gut pain lately, especially after eating. Last night we made pizza and I could only eat a few bites before I felt more than full. That's right. Me, who believes the only good pizza is an eaten pizza. A man who regularly eats an entire Little Caesar's in one sitting. If there's pizza to be seen, there's pizza to be eaten. It's a mortal sin to leave pizza on the table. I'm that guy.
    Couldn't eat another bite.
    Not as bad today.
    We have this cute little holiday seat cover that's been showing some wear.

    A couple of the grommets have disappeared. Last week I decided it was time for a new project and have chosen to replace the little guy. Mrs. Dave decided that I should make one for all the kids. So I have to make 4 more. Until she decides that she wants to give one to someone else.
    It's coming along fairly well. Ready for the stitching, which will be the hard part. Not my best skill.

    After a year of coaxing I finally convinced Mrs. Dave to replace her computer. Hers has been a problem child for over a year. Noisy (fan) and so, so slow. She's thanking me now.
    Going to try another run this afternoon. Maybe a mile. It's scary. Remember when I wrote that anything less than 4 miles was hardly worth the effort. Those were good times.
    When we did the bedroom a few months ago we found some lamps we liked so much we wanted a set like them for the living room. Only they weren't available anywhere. Until last week when I thought I'd try looking again. Now the living room is done except for the walls because we (I mean Mrs. Dave) can't decide what we want there.
    They asked me to speak in church next week. Of course, I'm talking about how running marathons are like life. Frankly, because it is and people should understand that.
    When I do start running again for real, I'll be writing every day again, at least until the finish of my next marathon. Like the old days, except there's no big group of vocal supporters here like the old days. Just a few and you're almost all silent. I forgive you.
  18. Dave

    Running
    Back home from Seattle.
    Thoughts:
    Spending a week in the PNW is great and terrible. Working three time zones away from normal means a 4 AM start. Also means my eyelids are drooping at 8 PM. Eating lunch at breakfast time, ready for dinner at 2 PM.
    Remote work means 8 days away from home with only 2 days of vacation times used.
    GS is 5-1/2 months. Don't often see a little one as happy and self-entertaining as this kid. He's 18 pounds already. I think our 4 were all a year old before they weighed that much.
    Mrs. Dave bought her mother a shower chair for her birthday in October. Even with the rest of the family within 20 minutes of her apartment, I assembled it while we were there.
    Walked for a half hour with GS one day. I was ready to stop half way because he's so heavy.
    Walked an hour another day. No issues even on the Seattle hills. 
    DD1/SIL had a 2K piece puzzle started. Spent most of my free time putting it together. Probably 60% or so done  when we left.
     
    Had CT scan with contrast this morning, looking into why my gut feels stuffed and stretched all the time. One more thing.
    Walked an hour on the treadmill last night. ITB a little sore after and walking up the stairs. Calling progress on the hip/ITB today as "marginally improved."
    Ribs are still sore when I'm sitting down.
     
    These Winter Olympics are equal parts farce, tragedy, and outrage. China is the absolute worst place for this event and I hope they NEVER get the chance to host another.
  19. Dave

    Running
    Didn't try the run last Saturday. 
    I can't remember why and today I can only assume that it was because I hurt more than usual.
    Instead, Mrs. Dave and I binged the first season of Reacher.
    Working from Seattle the last half of this week and the first half of next. This is our Christmas trip that we postponed because airfare was stoopid at Christmas. I might also say I'm psychic because (if you remember) the weather after the holiday would have really messed up our return flight.
    Operating from the PST zone does mean I go to bed early and am up at 4AM, but it's a small price to pay for hanging out with Big Mac and her bruiser of a son. 5-1/2 months and he's 18 lbs. Took him for a walk the other day with one of those wrap around carriers and I was struggling a little bit by the time we made it back to the apartment. He's one of those incredibly happy babies, which makes it a real joy to be around him.
    DS2 is coming up from Tacoma tonight for dinner and tomorrow for the game (go, Rams!). We drove north last night for a couple of hours with Mrs. Dave's family. I remember hiding in a corner of the room the first time I met them because they filled the room with loud and boisterous chatter. Had no idea people could talk so much. And how could they hear any conversation with all the other loud conversations happening at the same time? That part still baffles me after nearly 40 years.
    All the results from the endocrinologist came back and she called me on Tuesday just as we were boarding the plane. When I reluctantly cut her off, she said I should call the office on Wednesday and have a nurse review her notes. Turns out, she had nothing to say. I'd gone seeking answers. Turns out she wasn't interested in looking into it. Just confirmed the diagnosis and told me to follow up with my PCP. Deciding now the point at which I give up and just accept it or find another endo who might care.
    On the plus side, our deductible for the year is already met, so everything for the rest of 2022 is free. Maybe I'll think some more about that nose job.
  20. Dave

    Running
    More boulders in the middle of the highway.
    The ribs were so bad that I went in to see the doc again. She didn't think there was anything other than sore ribs, but ordered 2 sets of X-rays to make sure. The first set was clean but the second showed a "nodular opacity projecting over the right fourth posterior rib." Might just be a spec on the film. It also might be a "pulmonary nodule," which may or may not be important or something serious. In either case, it's not related to the pain in my side. Having a CT scan on Monday to see what it shows.
    The ribs bother me much more than the hip, although that's still not 100%. I can feel it when I walk up stairs or sit for too long. I may try to run a little tomorrow.
    While I was at the doc last week I had the a1c checked again. Last time it had dropped from 6.8 in May to 6.2, below the diabetic threshold (6.5). This time it was 7.5. He recommended taking metformin. But Mrs. Dave and I want more answers before we go there.
    Like, how does a guy who doesn't smoke, drink or consume alcohol, avoids sugar and runs 6 days a week (current hip issue aside) have diabetes? I also have none of the symptoms that I'm supposed to have if I'm diabetic.
    Met with an endocrinologist this morning. Took her through all my risk factors (none), family history (none), and my symptoms (none). Urine and blood samples. Blood sugar is high. Not crazy high like I've seen with friends who are diabetic (all of them seriously overweight, btw), but unmistakably over the line (134 - below 100 is normal).
    Taking one pill a day is a small price to pay to get it back down, but ... why? Am I just a freak?
    Kids bought me a fun puzzle for my birthday. It was a couple of weeks late, so it's like having two birthdays. Less pieces than I normally do, but the shape of the pieces made it really interesting to put together. And I love Frederic Remington's work.
    Run a mile for me.
  21. Dave

    Running
    Discouragement.
    No progress on the hip pain. Obviously the longer this goes on the more I'm inclined to thinking it's something pretty serious. Career ending? Maybe. As it happens I know an ortho who specializes in hips. Unfortunately, while he's a friend he also lives in Blanding, UT and just had his own knee replaced. So I'm waiting a little farther into his recovery before I bug him for free advice.
    Over three months on the intercostal pain. Like the hip, the longer this thing lingers the more I worry that it's more than just a pulled muscle.
    Wasn't it just last winter when I relished running in sub-freezing temps and snow? Maybe that the the year before. Now I sit inside the house and look at the blanket of white and listen to Alexa tell me that, "Right now, it's 19 degrees. Tonight, expect a low of 2 degrees," and I'm not even interested in testing what the wind chill would feel like on my face for a double digit run. Not that I could run more than a mile right now anyway.
    Walked an hour twice this week. Monday and Wednesday. Skipped today because the hip was overly sore after Wednesday and the ribs are bothering me a fair amount today.
  22. Dave

    Running
    Walking continues to be non-painful. Also did a couple of sessions of the other stuff, which also didn't hurt. Two wins. There was some minor pain in a couple of places during a couple of movements. The pain in my right side is SLOWLY getting better.
    Have I not mentioned this? While the ITB and hip were at their worst, there was also some real tightness that developed higher up and towards the front. Then one night at church I was throwing a frisbee with some kids I work with. Reached up to catch it with my right hand and felt a rip in what I think is an intercostal muscle. Ouch. It's not been the same since (two months now). Mostly it's good unless I'm sitting down. Mrs. Dave walked me through the symptoms with a NP friend of hers and ruled out anything really serious, but I have to say I'm pretty tired of this one, too.
    Time spent with my hobbies. I appears my hobbies include just working on things. For a couple of years now I've put up with the door lock actuator not working on Abby. That just means I have to manually lock or unlock the driver's door instead of using the button. Finally decided to see how much one would cost and was surprised it was only $12 on Amazon. When it came I consulted YouTube and discovered it was a fair complicated job involving disconnecting a half dozen clips from connecting rods, removing the window track and door latch mechanism. Yipes. Turned into a 4 hour operation, going back and forth between the garage and my laptop, making sure I did everything correctly. And, of course, because I'm a little klutzy around cars and not a professional mechanic, and because it was pretty cold in the garage (note I wouldn't have even tried this outside), I broke one of the clips and cracked the inner door trim panel. Figures. So now my little $12 part replacement is costing me another almost $400. Won't disrupt my retirement plans, but still. New door came on Wednesday. It will stay inside until it's a little warmer. Still waiting for the replacement clip. I've wired the connection to hold it until I that comes on Monday.
    Le sigh...
    When I remodeled the family room I installed some crown molding. Made some mistakes on it and haven't been happy to look at it lately, so I finally decided to just take it down. Going to be messy in there for a bit. Thought of a couple of other ways to fix or cover up my previous errors but haven't found anything that would do what I want. Can't replace just the sections I don't like because - as usual - they don't sell the same crown molding anywhere.
    Recent books. Nothing great. Some Dean Koontz: Mr. Murder, Intensity, False Memory, The Husband, Ashley Bell; Lee Child: The Sentinel, Better Off Dead; Brandon Sanderson: Edgedancer, Tara Westover: Educated, David Duchovny: Truly Like Lightning.
    Those last two are good but I worry about their portrayal of my religion since they involve fringe/fundamentalist individuals that are pretty far outside not just current practice but also accepted beliefs. The first is a memoire that does a good job of presenting the differences as aberrant, I think. The second, since it's a novel, seems to play fast and loose with those areas without making a distinction between them. Hope no one uses these to inform their perspective on the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
    TV Series. The Wheel of Time, The Expanse, Britannia, Carnival Row, all three NCIS's, Magnum PI, The Book of Boba Fett, Hawkeye. Doctor Who (Season 6)
    Movies. Spider-man: No Way Home. Yep, that's it. A ton of not very good ones streaming on various platforms, watched just to have something on.
    Enjoyed my 63rd birthday on Monday without a run to celebrate this year. I did take the day off work and spent it with Mrs. Dave. We went to Spider-man and generally took it easy. Despite the fact that most of my days are like that now, it was nice doing it together.
    And it's sure fun watching this big guy growing up.

  23. Dave
    In the spirit of things not going according to plan...
    Since the three runs last week went well enough, I decided to try extended the mile treadmill test with 1/2 mile of easy running to 1-1/2.
    Didn't work.
    The next three days my hip hurt. What's worse, it hurt in a place that I'm pretty sure wasn't a place that indicated a strained or sore IT Band or anything else muscular. This time it was right in the outside of the joint. The place I'd expect to have something seriously wrong with a (on Monday) 63 year old hip with a couple dozen thousand miles on it. Not that I ever expected my hip to go out enough to end my running career. Nor do I know enough to say that that's what happened. 
    Anyway, what it means for now is that I've taken the rest of this week off and am questioning whether to try again before the end of January.
    For now, I'm watching plenty of movies and shows on Disney+ and Prime Video, plus football on the weekends. OK, I'd be doing that regardless of my running status.
    But it does suck not to run.
  24. Dave

    Running
    Another year put to bed. No, not put to bed – killed, slain. Happily relegated to memory where only the good remains. In short, it was another in the years (plural now) of Covid-19. Wearing masks when leaving the house. Not leaving the house very much. Not running much (less than 500 miles) with two major injuries – one in the spring and one in the fall, so yeah, the two best times to be running.
    If I’m being honest, there was a lot of good in 2021 for me and mine. Continued gas savings from commuting daily from the kitchen to the dining room office. No trying not to doze off in meetings that I have to sit through, only partially invested in the subject.
    T-Rex finished school, passed her certification exam and got her first job as a medical assistant. She got married. All three of those we had considered miracles just a couple of years ago.
    Big Mac had a big baby boy. Turns out the hemophilia carrier testing they’d done when she was 10 was wrong – she’s a carrier, and little Theo is a hemophiliac. While that was a bummer, they qualified as part of a study for a bleed prevention medication that will give him more of a normal life than any hemophiliac has ever had – at no cost to them (saving upwards of a million $$).
    The Conman was informed that his rent was increasing 24%, then after a month of scrambling to find a new place, was informed that he could re-up for another year lease with no increase whatsoever. And, OBTW, here’s an 18% raise at work, you’re welcome. He’s even had a couple of interviews for jobs that would double his current income, as well as keep him eligible for his student loan debt reduction program. No job yet, but progress and experience.
    Dr. L and his girls are loving the Texas life. He interviewed for a promotion and has the inside track for it (no guarantee or news on that so far, though). We were able to visit in October (a visit that was delayed from May) and re-establish a physical relationship with our three granddaughters.
    Last visit with Amanda at Team Rehab was on Thursday. She discovered that my right leg is 2 centimeters shorter than my left. This might explain the hip issue. Over the years, compensating for the difference has finally stressed things to the point that I had to stop. Permanently? Probably not, thank heavens. At almost 63 (in two weeks!) and with so many miles on it, I need to give the area some rest (which I’m doing), and maybe a little bit of technical assistance. To start I have an insert that will take up some of the slack on the right side. Once again, fingers crossed, this will let me get back running soon. Maybe never as much or as fast as I’d like, but enough to keep going after the other 30 states I need to do.
    The last test run I did was crappy. The run itself wasn’t terrible (other than I’m now officially 100% out of shape), but once again the aftermath of pain was unacceptable. I’d also been having residual pain issues after most of the strengthening exercises they’d given me. So I stopped those, too. Just stretching and less of that as well.
    I walked 6 miles on Wednesday, at it was OK, although my lower back and right knee weren’t 100% on board with it and let me know on Thursday morning that it was a little too much. Mile and a half yesterday – that seems to have been acceptable. Snow coming in this afternoon and tonight and I can still walk in snow so I’ll do some more of that. After I get the blower prepped for clearing things off tomorrow and take down the outside Christmas lights before the storm.
    I’d done pretty well with my diet for most of the year, getting my a1c down from 6.8 (diabetic) to 6.2 (PRE-diabetic) until December, because of all the holiday treats. I was supposed to get checked again this past week, but didn’t make it. It’s a number that gives an average of the previous three months, and I’m a little scared of where it’s going to be this time.
    2022. The only running goal I have is to get running again. Anything beyond that will wait until I’m actually doing that. So I’ll call two more marathons a dream instead of a goal today.
  25. Dave

    Running
    Three runs last week. 1/2 mile each.
    These are all walks on the treadmill. Monday and Wednesday I did 1/4 jogs twice with a mile total. Friday I walked 1/4, jogged 1/2 and then walked another 1/4.
    How did they go? Not terrible. The two areas I'm watching closely of course are the right hip and upper IT Band. Only the tiniest niggle in either for all three sessions. I hesitate to call these workouts.
    Even better, nothing post session to speak of in either place.
    Trying to think of what else happened last week and I'm coming up empty. Things have really slowed down in the life of Dave so far this year. I should try to enjoy it as much as I can, since who knows what's going to happen this afternoon or the rest of the year.
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