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  1. Sometimes I miss my night or early morning dark runs. But I decided I like seeing where I'm going more.
  2. Changing brakes on two different cars. You know how much I love auto repair. Ran two miles. I thought it was ok. My hip/ITB thought it was terrible.
  3. Dave

    Where are they now?

    Saw a fb update from JW a few months ago. He looked well and happy then. Ditto the brilliance of Bacon. I also miss when I wrote a lot and some of it was interesting and even funny (at least to me).
  4. Dave

    Who do I blame now?

    Jemisin is an african-american fantasy writer - only one I've ever heard of. Really good. Koontz has been around a long time and I've just discovered him myself.
  5. Of course, most of the people here only read. But at least they're safe.
  6. So much hurt inside all of the circles of my life in the last few years. Would be such a comfort to have a safe haven from that again. A thought: Remind people that a place like this is still here if they want to come.
  7. Garbo, if you make me cry like this one more time I may have to put you back in Loop jail.
  8. Dave

    Site question

    Add "/forums/" to the Loop's URL in your phone's browser. (loopsters.org/index.php?/forums/)
  9. Thankful I don’t have a kidney stone.
  10. Dave

    Who do I blame now?

    I owe an update. Minus any musings on missing mojo. Let me explain. No, there is too much. Let me sum up. The week after doing the Michigan Road Ragnar, I came up lame with what felt like something messed up with my right hip. Right on top of the iliac crest. Such an odd place. Never had this before. At the same time there was the issue with my right IT Band. Had that before a few times. Certainly they were related. And maybe they are. Anyway, I was stopped cold. After a couple of weeks' rest didn't help, I went in to see the doc. And, oh by the way, the pain moved up to the lower back area, just about where a kidney stone might be. The plot thickened. Tests came back negative for blood in the urine - basic test for a stone before a CT scan. Do these stretches, put some heat or cold on it as necessary and manage the pain. Here's some steroids that should help. Come back in a week or so if it doesn't get better. Took a long weekend trip to Dallas to see DS1 and the granddaughters (first time since they moved 2 years ago!). Some days were better than others, but none of them pain free. Came back and by the middle of the week, the pain had increased and migrated north to the exact spot where a stone would be. So bad I had to stop the stretches that weren't helping anyway. Dropped in on the doc again. This time there was some traces of blood, so we decided to go for the scan. Waited and suffered over the following weekend for those results. Went to bed last night feeling about 80%, and pretty good this morning. Doc called late morning to say that the scan was negative. Go get some PT if you want. But since I can move around without screaming like a little kid, should I bother? Sort of torn. I really like my rehab place (Amanda of the magic hands). But it's nearing the end of the year and we are nowhere near reaching our insurance deductible. A few sessions of PT will basically be out of pocket. Mrs. Dave and I will have a discussion tonight. She'll have an opinion, I bet. Speaking of Mrs. Dave, she complained of a nasty noise in her car last week. Did a quick check and one of the brakes calipers had stuck causing premature wear at one of the wheels, so had to make a quick repair. It's also time to change the brakes on my little Abby. Since we may be giving her to T-Rex, I decided to do a full replacement of most of the brake parts. Done in front and waiting for the rear drums to arrive so I can finish the job. And the hood release cable handle broke, so that needs replaced now, too. Not minding these too much since they're simple jobs and I haven't been driving her much since March of last year. Recent books: NK Jemisin - The Fifth Season, The Obelisk Gate, The Stone Sky, The Hundred Thousand Kingdoms Dean Koontz - Mr. Murder; Sole Survivor; False Memory; By the Light of the Moon; The Face; Frankenstein - Prodigal Son, City of Night, Dead and Alive; The Silent Corner, The Whispering Room, The Crooked Staircase, The Forbidden Door, The Night Window Maybe there will be running later this week. Or next. If I can find my mojo.
  11. Never works for me, although I know it should, and I'm happy that it does for you. I've accepted that there are many things I'll never understand.
  12. Dave

    This, too, shall pass.

    You're OSOM, KRG. I owe everyone an update. Been twice now. Waiting for results from a CT scan, but we're pretty sure it's a stone.
  13. Those were the days, weren't they? I miss them. I miss you. I miss a lot of things.
  14. Dave

    This, too, shall pass.

    Have to believe that. The rest seems to be helping (ever so slowly) the ITB pain when I run. Went out for a walk night before last and tried a few jogging steps, just to see. After 3-4 I could feel it pull a little bit. Keeping an eye on it. Higher up - above the right hip and a little to the rear - things are getting worse. It's not exactly in the spot where I think it must be a kidney stone. Not exactly as painful as the kidney stone I had ten years ago (that's something you don't really forget, believe me). Nor do I have the other symptoms I had when I had that kidney stone. On the last actual run I tried last week I had shooting pain at every step. Obviously not normal. And it's getting worse. Woke up several times last night (mostly from being cold because Mrs. Dave likes to pull all the blankets, but that's not part of this story) and every time I tried to move I'd get a stabbing jolt of pain. Could barely bend over to put on socks this morning. Sitting here in my dining room office it's about a 6 out of 10 if I don't try to move. More if I do. 800mg of Ibuprofen doesn't touch it. So I'll be chatting with the doctor's office when they open up. Thing is, unless something else happens you don't really do anything for a kidney stone. Just manage the pain. Weird how this has sort of progressed slowly over the last two weeks. Now that we've arrived at the end of October, I guess I see any plans for a 2021 marathon slipping away. Although I (sort of) ran Boston with 4 weeks of training, so surely I could finish something before New Year's if I wanted. We'll see what happens.
  15. I've been stewing over here with my strained ITB, and this gives me a much needed jolt of excitement. Racing! Way to crush those Dutch.
  16. Dave


    Hey, I was looking to contact Cliff about something and saw he answered this post. I must have missed it when you wrote (in July). Sorry about that, because I love to see anyone new to the group writing and adding another voice. I feel like there are mostly crickets here lately. Anyway, hope you are still here and hope you come back regularly, even if it's only to comment.
  17. Dave


    Appreciate the support. I've been through this before, too. Just at the most frustrating point right now. Plus, it's been a long couple of years, and I don't have time to waste.
  18. Dave


    Ran twice this week. 4 miles on Tuesday and just over 3 yesterday. They both sucked. Yesterday was the worse of the two and it convinced me that I can't run anymore right now. I may drop in later with an update.
  19. Dave

    No miles this week.

    Which not to say that I ran zero miles. As it happened, I ran .39 miles. Went out for 6 last Tuesday. The Monday after Ragnar and the ITBand, I just felt like I needed another day. So that 6 was so-so, probably because it was warmer than it had been on the weekend. Maybe I was still recovering from Ragnar. After I showered my back started bothering me. Not the whole back, just the lower right quadrant. Almost where I'd feel a kidney stone, but that would be crazy. Actually, not so crazy, since I had one on the other side a few years ago and remember pretty vividly what it felt like. This wasn't nearly as bad and I didn't have any other symptoms, though. Took some ibuprofen, stretched, rolled the ITBand. And I tried one run since then - yesterday. Got half way down the block and every step was excruciating. The good news (I guess) was that the pain had moved down to the top of my hip. The bad news is that I can't seem to get rid of it. Sometimes it spreads all across my back, sometimes it stays on the hip, sometimes it moves up to the kidney area. Whatever it is, it seems determined to hang around. Trying to convince Mrs. Dave that I need a professional to look at it, but you know how that goes. I'm on board with saving the crazy dollars that healthcare would cost, but if a week of rest doesn't work, then I figure this is over my head of medical knowledge. Not that it's a high bar to clear. It's pretty clear that a November marathon is out of the question. Even if I could run pain free tomorrow (today is out). Maybe December. On the plus side, the knee that's been troublesome lately seems to have responded to the extended days off.
  20. Dave

    Gilda's House 5K Run

    Maybe slower than you wanted, but those are excellent splits. Negative splitting a 5K is hard. Well done.
  21. Dave


    So many miles! And no reading overlaps this month, either.
  22. Dave

    So. I ran a Ragnar.

    Mrs. Dave is in a facebook group that I am not. Couple of weeks ago she saw a post about a Ragnar team that had a runner drop out at the last minute and did anyone know someone who might want to go. Ragnars have always looked fun to me, but outside of the Loopsters I don't really have any running friends. Maybe I should get out more. It's never really fit into my marathon plans, so I don't know that I'd have done one anyway. Although, being uber-susceptible to peer pressure, if someone had asked before I likely would have said, "Take my money," and joined whether it was a good idea or not. I'd had a good couple of weeks of running while we were visiting the new grandson, but still hadn't made any definite fall race plans, so it seemed like I'd be able to do three legs of a Ragnar with no problem. Thought about it for a couple of days, then told her to pass my interest back to the team captain, if he was still looking. He messaged me the next day and said I was on the team. This was Sunday evening. The day after that I went out in 81o and 90% humidity and rode the struggle bus for 4 miles before Gallowaying another 2 miles home. Tuesday was roughly the same conditions and roughly the same result. Had me questioning most of my life choices at that point. But by then I'd Venmo'ed Russell the money, so I was committed. So many times in my life I should have been committed, so why change? Wednesday I felt fairly crappy still after the two rotten days of running so I just rested and packed (and mowed the lawn). Ragnar does publish a thorough list of things you need for their events, and that alleviated a fair amount of stress getting ready. I only needed to buy a reflective vest and a tail light, and borrow an air mattress. Apparently Russell has been organizing two teams from church to run the Michigan Road Ragnar for all six years it's been held (minus last year, of course). They rent four vans to avoiding overcrowding in transportation, stay in hotels both the night before and the night of the relay so there's no sleeping on the ground or crashing in the vans. Costs a little more, but after seeing other teams doing it dirty and getting rained on and/or frozen, everyone considers it worth it. Ragnar Road Michigan runs 190-ish miles from Muskegon to Traverse City, much of it along the shore of Lake Michigan. Beautiful scenery and cooling lake breezes. We all met at a Park and Ride in Ann Arbor, then drove in the vans to Whitehall, a little place just north of Muskegon, for the night. Turns out that I already knew several of the runners from various church functions over the years, so I wasn't the loner I expected to be. I called age privilege, which scored me one of the two beds in the room. Then after dinner it was straight to sleep, with a long 30 hours coming up the next morning. I was runner #3, which gave me legs 3, 15, and 27. Our first leg was Ethan, a freakishly tall guy who's prepping for the Baltimore Marathon this year. It's pretty dark at 7:00 AM Haven't mentioned the weather yet. It was perfect for Van#1. At start time it was around 50o with almost no wind. Ethan cruised through the first leg and handed off to Alex in second place. Not that place had anything to do with anything. Maybe it's normal or maybe this was just because they were short handed because Covid, but we were only allowed to over achieve our expected times by an hour at four designated exchanges. If we came in too fast, they'd hold our team up for two hours to put us back on schedule. We spent most of the day trying to go slow enough to avoid the hold. That was fine as far as I was concerned. I'd originally submitted a 10K pace of 7:30 per mile since I'd run a few miles at the end of my workouts near that. Approaching the whole thing as a race that seemed the way to go. After the two crappy runs at the beginning of the week, I'd re-submitted at 8:00 per mile and hoped I'd be able to be in the neighborhood and not embarrass myself. My first leg was 4.1 miles. I was warming up when I heard someone start yelling my name. Oops. So I raced across the parking lot and met Alex just in time to get the bracelet. And of course I'd forgotten to get my watch going early and since I was still thinking, "race," I couldn't very well wait for the satellites to find us. It took almost a quarter miles before it did. But I was finally running and not feeling terrible and while there were only a couple of runners in front of me, I thought I might be able to reel them in, and hoped I wouldn't get passed myself. Mile 1 (from the time I got a satellite lock) was just under 8:00. Felt like I could go 4 miles that fast but not faster. Also made me worry that it wasn't going to be doable for my other two legs - but I'll get to that in a minute. Mile 2 was 7:53, and I'd passed two people and saw another kind of far out there so didn't know if I could catch him/her. With that decision left for later I just tried to keep from dying. Mile 3 was 7:57. Not bad. Since I'd started measuring late I knew the last mile was going to be short, but I also saw that I was gaining on that other runner - some of the time. She (by this point I could tell it was a woman) wasn't holding a steady pace. Sometimes I'd make visible progress closing the gap and at other times not. There wasn't much left in the tank, but I pressed as much as I dared. Got within 10 or so yards and she put on another surge, and I thought I'd lose her. Then she backed off again and I passed. Not exactly with authority, but at least steadily. She must have lost it right after because she finished a good 50 yards back. Mile 4 (.89 to be accurate) was 6:49, or 7:40 pace. So there was a little bit - not a ton - in the tank for that last mile. I was beat, though. Final time 30:39 for 3.89 miles/7:53 avg pace. While that first leg was almost exactly what I'd submitted, there was also no way in hell I would be able to run 8 minute pace for legs 2 or 3, both of which were 6.7 miles and both of which had much more elevation than those first 4 miles. The good news was that there was time for lunch and some rest before my second leg. We ate at a small diner out in the middle of nowhere. Not middle of Wyoming or Montana nowhere, but pretty nowhere for Michigan. The food was good but I regret having the pulled pork sandwich, because it stayed with me for far too long, including throughout the second leg. I also regretted A. not resting more, and B. not warming up, before my second leg. We were almost an hour ahead of schedule, so there was no rush to get going, but instead of jogging lightly and making sure I was loose to start going, I stood around and wondered several times if I ought to go use the POPs one more time before I ran again, then took off right behind another running, foolishly expecting that I'd pass her right away for another "kill." BTW, I've decided I don't like the dark imagery of "killing" other runners in these things. There should be something more friendly. At any rate, after just a few steps I was sucking wind and my right IT Band was not happy, so there was no killing to be had. I was lucky to keep from falling way behind. Since we were ahead of plan, I had selflessly agreed to run this leg at 9:00 pace. Good thing, since I knew immediately that I wouldn't be going much faster. And of course less than a mile in I heard from Abby. The instructions were VERY clear about relieving ourselves along the course. I had zero confidence in making it 5-1/2 more miles. Panic rose. I may have prayed. I rounded a wide bend in the road and saw a park and baseball field on the other side of the road - AND A POP!!! Disaster averted. I had passed a couple of slower runners in that first mile and two of them went by while I was engaged. Didn't care. Back on the road, I saw that the first mile (including 80 feet of climb in the last quarter) had been 9:08, just like I planned. The next two were a little fast. 8:32 and 8:35, although they felt slower. The ITB wasn't getting any worse, and that was helpful. This was the prettiest section that I ran on, between two little beach towns. No view of the lake, but the road was quiet and winding and tree-lined. Really nice and peaceful. Mile 4 had some rolling hills. 9:28, so I was tracking pretty close to the 9:00 pace I was looking for, and if I'm being honest was about as good as I was going to get. Passed a few other runners. Mile 5 was 8:52 and Mile 6 was 9:03. Finished the last .7 in 6:20 (8:59 pace). Total 59:58/8:57mm. Just like I'd promised. This is where I give mad props to Russell for planning the hotel for the night. Monster storms rolled in about 10:00 PM and lasted through the night. We felt sorry for the two Van 2's because they had to run through all of it. We were warm and dry and quiet on soft mattresses. Really glad I was in Van 1. I showered, skipped dinner (still had that pulled pork in my system) and crashed hard. 2:00 AM was awfully early, but I did get almost 4 hours of sleep, despite my ITB hurting like the dickens. How would I be able to run at all tomorrow, let alone another 6.7? We woke up to no power in the hotel as a big section of town was knocked off the grid by the storm, but at least it had mostly stopped by the time we started our third legs running at 4:00 AM. My run was at about 5:00 and still pitch dark. The ITB had settled to a minor irritant, so I was happy about that. Oh yeah, this 6.7 miles started flat, then climbed 300 feet in less than half a mile. We were still flirting with a timing hold, so slow was better than fast, thank goodness. There was no giddyup in these old legs by then. 9:34 for the first mile, then 10:15 as I started the hill. I walked up 2/3 of it. And I'd do it again. There was nothing to see since it was so dark, but I'm sure it was pretty. Actually walked most of the way with Josh, a young guy who I remembered passing in Leg #2 the day before. But my running pace was better than his, so he dropped off when we reached the top. The ride down was just steep enough to not be fun. 12:40 for mile 3. There was a Ragnar sign at Mile that said, "Soak in the view." I can only guess what sick bastard decided to put that there when this leg was being done at 5:30 in the morning and sunrise still two hours away. 8:54 across the top and then 8:17 coming down the north side. I saw a couple of flashing tail lights ahead in the distance, but there was no way I was catching anyone else that morning. 9:06 and then 5:13 (8:45mm) for the last .7. Total for Leg 3 - 1:03:58/9:42 avg. Just like that, I was done. My body was grateful, but I think my mind wanted another run. After we got into the van to go to the next exchange point, I crashed on the seat and don't remember anything until the two exchanges after that. Body won. I think I saw another handoff, but I can't be sure. We passed off to Van #2 and went to find breakfast. Eggs, bacon, toast, pancakes. I was hungry. Then, to Traverse City to meet the rest of our team and Van #1 from the other team, and wait for the Van #2's to finish. Not a bad weekend. The crew from Van#1 Saints on the Run, Team #1 A team called the "Barbies" left these girls on several of the other teams' vans. Naked. I thought that wasn't appropriate for a church related van, so I dug into my supplies and gave her an outfit to be proud of. Ragnar bucket list item checked off. Does this replace the Hood to Coast I've been wanting to do since forever? Maybe. Of course if I get invited to fill out a HTC team I'll probably go, but I'll have to think about the expense, etc. before I try to lead another effort to get into that lottery again. As for now, I had one so-so run yesterday - felt super heavy and slow and awkward - and the ITB was killing last night and this morning. Got it to settle down with the roller and some heat but the rest of the day my lower right back has been killing. No run today. We'll see about tomorrow tomorrow. Not very encouraging about a marathon still this year, but I'm nothing if not an optimist.
  23. Dave

    Devil on the Divide

    The views look like they'd be worth the pain.
  24. Must have been those super cute pigtails.
  25. Finish on the sand. Add that to my list of reasons I'll never do a tri. I know you don't do any of this to impress me, but I will say it anyway - I'm seriously impressed.
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