Space Between

Last post I shared the end of my running streak. Now 3.5 years later I am happy to report that I have a new – maybe even healthier- exercise regimen. For roughly two years post running streak, I alternated, albeit haphazardly, between bicycling and running. Then about a year ago I decided to add walking days. Now the regimen looks something like this. Beginning on a Sunday it’s bike, run, walk, and repeat. I usually take Saturday’s off for rest/recovery. Although many Saturday’s I head off on a hike or another activity away from home.

Around the same time that my running streak ended, I modified my pre-run regimen, too. And while I still meditate most mornings, I’ve eliminated daily push-ups, sit-ups, and dumbbells and replaced them with a yoga/stretch regimen. Happy to report that my body has never felt better, and certainly much more flexible. One of the ill effects of running every day for almost 20 years, my hamstrings became dangerously tight, like banjo strings. I pulled a hamstring several times along the way. It took almost two years for them to loosen up some, but they’ll never be as spry as they were 10+ years ago.

And since it’s been a few years, I want to give a special call out to my newest grandchild, Nixon. Nixon came into the world Oct 25, 2017. He’s an amazing little boy and we love him to pieces. Hard to believe that he’s 2.5 yrs. old already.

It’s early May and we’re deep into the throws of COVID-19. Most of us are in some form of a lock-down. Fun-fun! And as a result, I now share my work from home space with Mindy and the kids. We are all home working and schooling. Outside of my bike, run, walk, I can count on one hand how many times I’ve left the house. I’ve driven my car maybe 30 miles dating back to the 2^nd week of March.

Making it a bit more painful has been the chilly, wet, gray weather we’ve had to slog through since mid-March. We’ve had maybe 10 really nice days out of the last 50. At one point I became so discouraged with the weather that I went on a fact-finding mission charting the April weather for the last 5 years. Facts are, that most April’s are a mixed bag of crappy weather with some nice days sprinkled in. This April’s pattern looks eerily similar to April 2018, but with only 4 days over 70 degrees, none reach 80 degrees, and a whole bunch in the low to mid 50s. And most of those included rain and a stiff, chilly breeze.

On a positive note, we’re well ahead of schedule on spring/summer yard prep. But even that has taken a bit of a hit due to the recent rash of extremely wet, chilly weather. After all, I can’t move dirt and mulch freely about the yard for fear of creating ruts in the overly saturated lawn.

Probably not much different than most folks, I have watched more TV in the last 50 days that I have over the last 20 years. And Mindy & I have watched 5 or 6 movies together over that same span, probably equal to the number of movies we’ve watched together in our entire relationship. Add to that my insatiable appetite for everything Corona virus, I have watched CNN & Fox News ad nauseum. Lots of spin on both networks, albeit 180 degrees apart.

“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.”

-    Rumi

Never Once Surrendered to its Inevitability

On December 10, 2016 my running streak of 19 years, 10 months, and 1 day came to an abrupt end. Sure, I knew this day would eventually come but I never once surrendered to its inevitability.

It was a sloppy, snowy Sunday morning, and like every other day for the past 20 or so years I set out for a run only to have it and my streak halted just a few feet from where it all began, at the bottom of my driveway. I was done in by a muscle pull, a muscle I apparently pulled a few days prior that now felt like a ripping & stabbing pain just below the calf muscle in my right leg. It hurt so bad that I let out a fairly loud yelp as I hopped on my good leg for a few feet before ultimately caving to the pain and the hopelessness of my aging running streak. It was finally over, or so I imagined. ...

I think it was the Thursday morning prior when during the home stretch of my 4 mile run, I felt a twinge just below the calf muscle in my right leg. Having run through countless other aches and pains over the years, I thought nothing of it and finished my run without giving it a second thought. It felt stiff through a shower and work day prep, but I reckoned it would ease as the day wore on.
It felt more like a Charlie horse, if that makes any sense.

Friday's run was a 3 miler and somewhere near the half way point that pull began to compromise by gate, and it only got stiffer, more painful as I proceeded to the finish. I even stopped for a few brief seconds to massage it away with the finish in sight. I was a tad worried. Worried because with every other pull or strange ache felt on the running trail over the last 20 years, the symptoms would ease as run went along. This time it intensified. Yikes!

This time the knot or Charlie horse was perhaps a bit deeper to the point that it caused a casual, noticeable limp in my regular walking gate all day long. I remember thinking, worrying even, that my streak might truly be compromised. To help heal, I iced my calf and massaged it several times that evening. I had been double dosing naproxen for the past two days too. I was hopeful that Saturday would bring relief.

Before setting out on Saturday's run, I shared my concern with Mindy. However, as hoped, the limp was gone and what remained was only a little pain deep below my calf.  I couldn't be certain until formally setting out on my run. I must have gotten about a mile before it stiffened to the point where I had to stop and massage it. I guessed that whatever was amiss was requiring compensation by surrounding muscles which were by then tight as 2x4's. I continued on only to have it stiffen to the point of no return, now about 2 miles into the run. I had no choice but to hobble home with my head hung low.

As you might guess, lots of thoughts were going through my head, most notably the potential end of my streak, but then also worry of a more serious injury that might even jeopardize my snow ski season. The last thing I wanted to do was tear my Achilles, which by all accounts seemed to be the actual thing that was pulled.

Finally back home I told Mindy of my dilemma and immediately went into home doctoring mode, again dosing naproxen, icing, massaging, resting and elevating my right leg - all things I learned via the internet that can help with a pulled Achilles. However, in almost every case, they stated that more than anything, rest was the best medicine, and not just a few hours or one day, but more like 10 days. Ugh!

Trying to be smart but at the same time not willing to quit so easily, I decided that, Universe willing,  I would still try to run come Sunday morning.

After my failed Sunday morning attempt, I retreated to the house with my head held high. I knew in my heart of hearts that I had given it everything I had to keep the streak alive. Mindy looked at me with concern and perhaps even a little fear, worried I guess, that I might slide into some deep, dark funk, or even full-on depression. But that wasn't going to be the case. Perhaps had I just somehow slept through a running opportunity, or let it slip without a valid reason then yeah, I would've been horribly remorseful. As it was, I was proud of what I'd accomplished.

But even then as the morning gave way to afternoon, I figured hope wasn't completely gone. Perhaps I could miraculously heal and get my run in late afternoon or evening. Bottom line, I tried two more times, once around 230pm, while Mindy was grocery shopping, and then again just before dinner time, near 6pm. I think hope masked reality because I really believed that the 6pm run would be OK. But that wasn't it be. I got maybe about 1/8th of a mile before the crippling pain and severe stiffness set in again. Nope, it was over, officially in the books.

Began: Sunday, February 9, 1997
Ended: Sunday, Dec 10, 2016

Lunchin with Livy

Had lunch at school with G.D. Olivia today. It was bring someone special to school day and she chose me! While there, ran into niece Whitney. Haven't talked to her in maybe 15 years. She's a preschool teacher. Also ran into Joyce Castarano (sp), an old friend, and niece Whitney's stepmom. Believe she's the librarian at Livy's school. We often joke that somewhere in our tangled familial dysfunction we're related.

Olivia asked that I get her Taco Bell, which I did. Wanting to maintain my healthy eating ways, I packed a salad, nuts, berries and water. Olivia ate my strawberries.

Running Out Of My Teens

My running streak has now orbited the sun 19 times! Always Run Strong!

Sisters @ milestones 30 & 32 / Super Sunday

Since we were out of town on Lindsey's 32nd bday, we celebrated hers late (January 18, 1984), and since we'll also be out of town for Ashley's 30th bday, we celebrated hers a little early (February 17, 1986).

Cathartic Experience

Feeling Unlike Myself

I felt like crap for most of the day Monday, due mostly to the lack of a good night's sleep Sunday night after eating too much pizza at Bella's adoption day celebration at Minelli's. Add to that, for most of the weekend I was experiencing an occasional, mildly sharp short burst of pain across my upper right chest (not near center) and that was bugging me.

Anyway, we had dinner reservations with the Imber's for 630pm at 229 - a special five-course Argentinean wine dinner. I was determined to go despite feeling tired and dealing with those darting pains. And as Mindy will attest, I was in a crabby mood, too.  Near 6pm, when it was time to leave for 229, Mindy asked why I was being so grumpy. Up to that point I hadn't mentioned anything to her about those chest pains and didn't plan to. Through the weekend I had hemmed and hawed about sharing that with her, but at the same time I didn't want to be an alarmist. Besides, I knew full well what she'd recommend or do.

Nonetheless, just before we were set to walk out the door I decided I better tell her about my malady. She insisted I check my blood pressure which I hadn't done for a month or so. Seemed like a sound idea. Well, the machine kept erroring out, but that's not too unusual when I try to take my BP over a thick shirt or sweater, which I was wearing. After two failed attempts, Mind wanted to help which only made me more nervous. I finally got a reading after the machine errored numerous times, one which was really high - 170/98, or something like that. Now, not only was I grumpy, but I was really nervous too!

Mindy asks me out on a Date ... to the hospital

Mindy asked if I wanted to go to the hospital. At first I said no. Then she wanted to call a squad. No! please. But after a brief moment of silence, and after thinking through it and applying some logic I thought it best to go to the hospital and have it checked out. She sent the Imber's a text sharing that we wouldn't be making it to the dinner after all and then we headed off to Riverside hospital. I asked her more than once to avoid speeding. All sorts of thoughts were coursing through my head as we made our way to Riverside. And just as you might expect, all depressing. For one, how could my body let me down as good as I treat it? I tried to be rationale but no matter what, I couldn't see this ending well. Among other things, the very thought of arriving at the hospital ER and having them run tests and then the prospect of them coming to me with that "come to Jesus moment" was very scary. I knew that within the hour I would almost certainly be handed my cold hard fate, whatever it was. And while it's good to know for sure, let's face it, sometimes ignorance is bliss.

Riverside Urinal

At Riverside, Mindy insisted I get out at the ER entrance while she went to park. Inside, there was a line of at least 10 arriving patients simply waiting to be checked-in. I was also a little taken back by the metal detector one has to pass through just to get in the ER waiting room. That's new to me. Ugh!

Add to that, and I don't mean to be cruel, but the place smelt like piss. Couldn't see myself waiting in the line. I immediately celled Mindy asking her to come back around and take me to the new Dublin hospital (she actually gave me that option initially but I chose Riverside). Off to Dublin.

Dublin Methodist Hotel ... ugh, hospital

Arrived at Dublin hospital near 630pm. Same drill. She let me out at the door and went to park. I was the only patient there and subsequently had their undivided attention. Very pleasant folks quickly ushered me back to an ER exam room. Bonnie was the initial attending ER nurse. Awesome lady; friendly, attentive, and a great sense of humor. Apparently, uttering something about chest pains gets everybody moving. By the time Mindy was parked and was inside, I was already gowned up and being triaged. It all happens so fast. An EKG, an IV into my right arm, blood drawn, and a urine sample (more on the urine sample in a minute). Lots and lots of questions. Symptoms, name, birthdate, and repeated by almost everyone who came to check me out over the next 30 minutes. Pretty quickly they shared that the type and area of my pain was almost certainly not heart related, especially after reading my EKG. No correlation.

My own Lil Sippy Cup

Urine sample problem. I had to pee like a race horse ( race horses, I think, must pee big!). I headed right across the hall with the sippy pee cup Bonnie handed me. Well, my gown wasn't tied in the back and as a result, kept falling down. I also had wires attached to the EKG patches that kept flopping around, all the while trying to hold the pee cup. So inevitably, while trying to keep the robe up, the pee cup fell into the john. The water looked clean so I quickly fished it out and shook it dry - well mostly, and easily and quickly filled the cup then headed back to the exam room. I decided to share my faux pas with the nurse. She didn't bat an eye. No biggie. Mindy was a bit taken back when I shared the ordeal with her. A couple more doctors came in to see me, eventually sharing that my urine and blood were all free of the tell-tale signs of a heart attack. And the rare occasion when those darting pains recurred, there was not even a blip on the heart monitor, which according to them was another reassuring sign that they weren't related to heart issues.

Sealing my overnight fate

All that said, somewhere along the line when prompted by another doctor for any other symptoms or physical issues, I shared that for the past few weeks I've noticed that I tend to get a little more winded at the outset of my run but only for a few hundred yards then all's well - normal. I didn't realize it at the time, but that sealed my fate as far as staying or leaving. Despite almost certainty that I was fine, they insisted I stay the night for observation and possibly a stress test and a visit by the resident cardiologist in the morning just to make sure they hadn't overlooked something. As inconvenient as it sounded at the time, I appreciated and understood their logic. It may sound silly, but one of the first things I considered was how a stay might jeopardize my running streak.

Running Shoes and tooth brush

It would be an hour or so before they'd be able to get me to a room. Seizing the opportunity, Mindy opted to head home so she could arrange coverage for the kids as well as to grab a few things I insisted that I would need, none more important than my running shoes and a toothbrush. I joked with the doctor that I would need to do four miles on the treadmill stress test. He laughed but also said they would likely let me do that. He was in awe of my running streak, which I so vainly shared. In fact, he shared that his wife is also a streak runner but a rather new one - currently at 400 days. Said he likely would not be sharing my streak for not to discourage her.

Room 3306

Mindy got back to the hospital just as they were about to wheel me off to my room - 3306. She brought me a Wendy's single. With doctor's approval I woofed it down before we rolled off to my room. Until then, I'd eaten only carrots, half a tomato, nuts and oatmeal all day long. I was really hungry.  The staff told me that I would love the room.  They were right, at least as far as hospitals go. The rooms are very nice and big. The bed was much more comfortable than the exam room bed too. There, I was introduced to my nurse, Sandy. She was most pleasant. Offered me all sorts of food, but i declined. Fetched me some ice water too. Mindy hung out in the room with me for an hour or so but then begged off for home.  Said she'd be back early AM. I think she wanted to be there when the cardiologist showed up, which they offered might be as early as 7am ... ish.

Caucusing at Dublin Methodist

Sandy gave me plenty of attention. We talked about kids and stuff. She offered late night snacks again, too, but I again declined. I decided to make the most of my hospital stay. I popped on the TV where I watched the Iowa Caucus results pour in. But soon I could take it no more, at least with the volume turned up. I muted the sound and read from my Kindle. Ahh, the life; in bed watching TV, reading my Kindle with a big cup of ice water at my side. Sandy came again near 1145pm and asked one last time if I wanted anything, including some yummy Italian ice. No thanks. I shared that I was good with ice water. Oh, she said, I will have to take that at midnight - doctor's orders. Can't have food or drink after midnight in preparation for stress test in the AM. Huh? Just after midnight she came back in and shared that she would let me keep it until 1am. :)

Holding Water

Meanwhile, as comfortable as I was, I just couldn't fall asleep. Didn't feel one bit sleepy. I also want to share how quiet it is there. I can only guess that they have the walls heavily insulated to dampen the usual hospital noises that most of us are used to hearing. At some point ahead of 1am, I decided to get up and fill the Gatorade bottle I brought with me with water so I could have a swig middle of the night. I keep water at my bedside every night and with few exceptions enjoy a couple swigs through the night. I opted not to hide it very well. I left it behind the large plastic urine bottle resting on the side table. I dosed off briefly around 115am - ice water still there. I watched TV a bit longer before dosing off on my left side. I woke again near 4am incredibly thirsty and noticed my water was gone, both what Sandy brought  as well as my Gatorade bottle stash. Drats!

Poked in the Night

I should also share that Sandy warned me from the outset that they would be coming in to take more blood around midnight and then again around 4am. Said they were required to check my blood for any new signs of heart issues. She said not to worry, their phlebotomists are very good.  They actually came in at 1140pm and then again at 310am. Nothin' like being jostled awake by a large women jabbing a needle in your arm all the while making small talk. Hi, come here often? :)

Daybreak

I was up around 645am to pee and brush my teeth. I couldn't do too much else, so I watched TV until Mindy showed up which I'm guessing was somewhere near 730am. The nurse came in with a menu but I wasn't thinking about food. After almost 19 years, aside from coffee and an occasional banana, my mind and body are trained to pretty much ignore food until after a run.

Heart to heart

The cardiologist came by around 8am. His name is Jerry Sterkowicz (Polish I believe), a personable fella with a fairly thick accent. He let me know that he'd been brought up to speed about my case by hospital staff and also knew that I was an avid runner, but he wanted to hear about my situation directly from me too. He also said that he didn't think any of my symptoms were related to issues of the heart. Additionally, he said that it would be a waste of time to put me through a standard stress test given that my daily run is far more taxing than the treadmill stress test. He recommended a heart CT scan instead just to rule out any arterial blockage or heart muscle anomalies that might otherwise be masked by blood and stress tests. He also quizzed me on my family medical history, as well as my recent cholesterol readings and any past EKGs. Never had an EKG until the evening before. He quickly pooh-poohed the notion that my excellent cholesterol readings were a sign of excellent heat health, but I also sensed that he was doubting my readings. Granted, I didn't have them there with me to quote with 100% certainty but was fairly certain of the number ranges, and definitively knew that my family doctor rated them outstanding. At any rate, he said the CT scan would assure us of my heart health and/or expose any underlying problems. Said the nurses would arrange the scan and then he would stop by to share the results later and then I could go home.  

5 hour Wait then a Reprieve

I was a little discouraged when the day nurse came by a bit later to tell me that my CT scan was all set up but wouldn't be until 2pm. 2pm? Hell, it wasn't even 9am. I'd be sitting around doing nothing for 5 hours. I contemplated asking if I could go for a run. However, all I had was my running shoes - no running clothes. I watched TV and read from my Kindle while Mindy napped on the sofa bed. When the nurse came by I smiled and asked if she could try to move up my CT scan. Said she'd try, but I didn't put a lot of hope in her reply.

It must've been around 1015am when she stopped in again to share that they'd arranged to get me in for a CT scan in the next few minutes. Yeah!!! An orderly of sorts was called in to wheel me down to the radiology department all the while Mindy waited in the room.

CT Scan/Nitroglycerin

Wearing only a thin hospital gown, it was a chilly ride to radiology. Looked like a lovely day out the window - sunny and already approaching 50 degrees. In the CT radiology room I met a couple specialty nurses along with the radiologist, Leisha. They explained the entire process, which made me more than a little nervous. Bottom line, you're lying flat on a table with at least four sticky tabs and wires attached then slid into a large, metal donut shaped device that captures layered photos of your heart, ultimately creating a life like image for the cardiologist to review. Leisha shared that they would scan me first without dye and then again with a dye injection to look for a difference. The dye, she shared, would make me feel very warm and like I am peeing my pants. She quickly added that you won't actually do it though. Want to bet, I immediately thought to myself. The mere discussion of peeing made me have to go. I thought about asking if I could go but didn't.

Just before beginning the procedure, Leisha was marveling at my resting heart rate, which she commented was unusually low for a heart scan patient. The nurse shared that I was a runner. She shared that she was a runner too. She also shared that I would be instructed by voice to breath in, out and hold it during the process What she didn't tell me was how soon and when I would hear the voices. Also, they're so quick to share that the radiation isn't that dangerous but in the same breath they're quick to vacate the room while the process is underway. However, I guess if you're exposed to it over and over, you'd likely glow after a day or two. All of the sudden she was out of the room and the process began.

I thought I heard a quiet male voice but largely ignored it as someone maybe out in the hallway. But then it dawned on me that it was the instructions for me to breath in, out, and hold. Let's just say that the commands were not congruent with my breathing pattern, which was much slower than their prompts to " breathe in, breath out, breathe in, now hold. That in and of itself left me anxious.

A minute or two later they injected me with the dye and at the same time placed a nitro glycerin crystal under my tongue. Somehow I missed that piece of info. I wondered if something were amiss that prompted such a move. My mind was now racing. Said I'd feel tingling under my tongue while it dissolved. They did the imaging sequence again, and just as Leisha described, I felt a very warm sensation throughout my body all the way to the tip of my fingers and toes. And yes, I felt like I was peeing my pants. However, resting on her word that I wouldn't actually do it, I didn't stress over it. Instead, I followed the fast breathing instructions best I could. One interval they made me hold my breath for what seemed like a whole minute. I was just about to gasp for air when I was instructed to breathe normal again. Ahhh! I was done.

Ugh, what about this nitroglycerin crystal under my tongue? The nurse was amazed that it hadn't fully dissolved. She let me spit it into her hand. She wished me luck on my continued running streak then the orderly wheeled me back to room 3306.

All tests now complete, the floor nurse said I was free to have whatever I wanted to eat or drink. I asked only for a simple cup of coffee. I planned to eat half the banana Mindy brought the night before too. Enjoyed the rather bland floor coffee and half banana. Gave the other half to Mindy. She napped while I read and napped.

The Prognosis - My Calcium number 44

Must've been around 130pm when the cardiologist, Jerry came in. I immediately tried reading his face as he seemingly nervously went to the nearby monitor to pull up my scan result pictures. He was babbling about how challenging it is sometime to get the pictures to come up. For whatever the reason, I got an uncomfortable feeling that he might have some really bad news. In the meantime, he joked around with Mindy a bit about her sleeping on the sofa bed.

He turned to me while pulling up the images and asked if I'd ever heard of a calcium score or number. Initially I didn't even understand what he'd said. Again, he has a fairly strong accent. I asked for a repeat but still wasn't that clear. By then the 3D image of my heart  was up on the monitor which as you might guess, had my full attention.

While orienting me to the picture of my heart muscle, he insisted that there was nothing seriously wrong but that he wanted to point out something.  He then  pointed to a tiny white spec near the bottom of my heart which he called the widow maker area and shared that the spec was calcium, which over time is the body's natural reaction to plaque build-up in the arteries - a band-aid so to speak. The good news he shared was that it was very, very minimal, a 44-45 rating on a scale that goes from 0 upwards to 1000. He added that for my age that put me in the 25-50% percentile, which means that 50-75% of men my age have more plaque than me. Equally he shared that that was the only artery with any sign of calcium. But it was in the LAD (left anterior descending artery) He added that readings over 400 are those to be most concerned about but that any reading means that you are accumulating plaque/calcium so preventative measures should be taken to reduce if not eliminate further accumulation. He said he wanted to put me on statins and revisit. Feels that we can reduce the soft, or malleable calcium which was likely half of what we could see. Lastly, he reiterated that my symptoms - the pains and my running breathing were unrelated to the heart and that I was otherwise heart healthy. His point being that having the CT heart scan was somewhat of a blessing that I now had the advantage of knowing where I stand and can do something about it before something bad happens down the road. He said this is why you read about marathon runner, or other folks who are otherwise healthy specimens even with good cholesterol readings, dropping over dead because they have a lot of  undiagnosed calcium and plaque build-up in the heart arteries. Further, he went on that cholesterol readings and stress tests alone are by no means a be all end all test.

Said he wanted to see me in about 3 months and would order an in-depth cholesterol particle panel test, which isn't your standard cholesterol test, as well as some liver test in the meantime. Said I was free to go and to run every day. :)

A Pleasant Discharge

I was happy to be discharged but at the same time still a little rattled with my prognosis. The realization, or shall I say proof, that I am not invincible and/or bullet proof.

Homerun

At home I couldn't wait to run. However, before setting out the door I enjoyed a quick cup of coffee. It was warm but with a very brisk wind. Turned out, my run was incredibly taxing. Despite not wearing a jacket, I soaked my shirt with sweat. I reckon it had everything to do with the stress of what I'd been through, little to no food since the evening prior, not to mention the dye I was injected with a few hours earlier. The important thing was that I did it.

Reflection

Several times during my hospital stay my thoughts turned eerily to my dad's death spiral last spring in Mt Carmel hospital. Suddenly, there I was outfitted in a similar gown, attached to similar equipment: monitor, a bird nest of wires and intravenous tubes, and a pulse monitor on my finger. I couldn't help but draw on the similarities. No doubt, it left me a little spooked!  I couldn't help it. One minute you're otherwise vibrant and healthy and then before you know it your lying in a hospital bed at the mercy of fate.

Follow-up

The following day I read as much as I could about calcium scores, (Agatston score), atherosclerosis, it's origin and how it's best managed. I plan to send the link and/or document to friends and family to read for themselves.

And in the end, I agree that it's a blessing that I opted to take action on my symptoms, otherwise I wouldn't have the knowledge and tools I now have to treat the issue (plaque and calcium build-up) while it's still in its infancy.

An Evening With Todd Rundgren

Celebrating Bella 13.0 (Adoption Day)

Challenger Remembered

Knobs & Hinges

Summer's gone
Missed the Blood Moon Eclipse - too many clouds
Inverse Dumpster Dive @ Dad's
Bella turns 13 - hardly seems possible
My lunar photography sadly on hold while we phase through days/nights of clouds

The Moon is Real

Experimenting around with different lenses and settings while photographing the moon (shadow of a walnut tree leaf cluster in last two photos).

Ten Years After ...

A few images from my first post, Monday, August 8, 2005 documenting a weekend family camping trip


I began this blog on August 8th, 2005 determined to document my life's journey on a daily basis no matter how boring or how tedious it might become. The idea fascinated me. After all, I figured, how cool will it be for my kids, grandkids, & great grandkids to have a first person peak into my daily life many years removed from its initial writing. Of course, I included photos most days too.  Not only would it serve as a rudimentary memoir, it would also provide a means for those far and near, assuming they wanted, to stay in touch with my day to day affairs.

The idea, however, of keeping a daily blog wasn't new. Nope! Instead, I pretty much stole or borrowed it from my older brother Glenn who'd been "journaling" about his daily routine for many years prior. 

For me, daily blogging became a cathartic exercise and also provided a little comedy, as well as way to stay connected to the immediate past. Many times I've used it as a point of reference to validate an event, a date, weather, etc. Very handy! Another unexpected benefit was the mental aspect - the ability to recall each day's events with great detail, and sometimes four or five days removed. The secret was often recalling one single nugget of truth then the rest would begin to flow like a faucet.  Yikes! Of course some days my writing was better than others and with far greater detail. I guess it just depended on my mood at the time of writing.  

One glitch, which I hadn't counted on was blogspot, the blog hosting service of choice, changing formatting periodically, which over the years altered or removed the formatting from countless entries leaving me with what now look like long run-on paragraphs. Geesh! I'd gone to great pains to keep my paragraphs short so not to bore a reader.

And sandwiched somewhere in the middle for a period of two or three years, I would painstakingly edit each post  before publishing, but that became too cumbersome so I eventually decided to write and publish without benefit of a proofread or edit, which all but guaranteed grammatical errors. Meh!

It must've been about two years ago when writing my daily post began to feel more like work than pleasure. Simply put, it felt more like a job -something I had to do - rather something I wanted to do. However, despite the angst, I kept at it, making sure to fill all the gaps the best I could up through mid-August 2015, though the last several months were written and posted in large chunks rather than daily morsels.

So, today I am officially walking away from my daily blogging. It's time for something new. But just what that will be, who knows? We'll just have to see. Perhaps I will spend a little more time reading or with another passion of mine, photography.

And while one streak officially ends, another continues. I am thrilled to report that my running streak is still going strong, having just recently blown by 18.5 years of running every single day. See you on the running trail!

Jimmy

First day of School 2015

August Steamy & Hot

Saturday, August 1 – Pins & Needles

Another warm and gorgeous sunny day. Didn’t head out for a run until 930am or so.  Ran three miles.  It was a kidless weekend. Sadly, I couldn’t relax too much with a looming deployment to Texas hanging over my head. I wouldn’t know for sure until the wee hours of Sunday morning. As it was, I treated as if it was a foregone conclusion that I was going.

Our plans for the day included Josh & Rachel’s house warming party up in Dublin. It was an open house beginning at 3pm and going until 7pm. We planned to stay for an hour or two. During the late morning and early afternoon, I finished packing for Texas double checking my list in hopes of not forgetting anything essential. Of course, with an open ended length of stay, it was difficult if not impossible to pack everything I might need. I resigned myself to packing relatively light – almost like a week’s vacation.

Mindy asked me to spackle a crack and a few holes in the master bedroom wall before my potential departure so she could move forward with the bedroom redo. While I had the ladder  and spackling out, I took care of a couple drywall nail-pops on the vaulted ceiling that have literally been there for the last 10-15 years.

We readied for an afternoon away and left for Josh & Rachel’s near 3pm. Easy drive around 270 and north on Sawmill for a few miles. Nice place. Neat and tidy, just as we expected. They don’t have any children … yet, though Rachel’s pregnant with their first.

Having partied with Josh & Rachel numerous times past, there were lots of familiar faces. Lot of good eats too. Rachel (Ben’s sister) is one heck of a cook. Matter of fact, it runs in their family.

Eventually kicked back on their backyard shaded patio. Very nice. A little drama ensued when neighbor Chrissy confiscated her step-daughter’s iPhone for texting drama. Caused quite the stir, at least for a little while. I went out to talk Chrissy off the ledge when she briefly retreated to Kenny’s Jeep. We talked for maybe 15 minutes. Nobody said being a step-parent would be easy.

I drank only ice water for not knowing for certain how my Sunday would unfold. We left for home around 5pm. Mindy asked that we stop at Pier 1 on Sawmill Rd. She’s looking for some unique, old-fashioned cabinets for our basement. We didn’t find anything we liked at Pier 1. I suggested we stop at World Market at Tuttle mall next. They didn’t have anything that fit the bill either.

After 6pm by the time we arrived at home. Thinking it was near 730pm when I chose to do dinner at Barley’s. Since I was potentially leaving town for an undetermined amount of time, Mindy left it entirely up to me. And of all the places we like to frequent, it’s usually Barley’s I still crave most when away.

Next to no one there when we showed up. Jersey was working the bar. Started with a ZIPA then ordered a Smokehouse Reuben – yum. Haven’t enjoyed one of those for a really long time. Jersey pointed out that their annual Hop-IPA-looza was coming up the following Thursday. Dang it! Sadly, there was a strong chance I’d miss it.

Enjoyed another IPA but this time a Warped Wing Space Food. Very good! Mindy ordered one too. We were about to leave when our peeps John & Carolyn stopped in. I was in the restroom when they showed up and could hear Mindy hooting and hollering when they surprised her. We ended up sticking around for another beer.

Had to be near 1030-11pm when we finally headed home.

Sunday, August 2 – No go!

Four years ago, I forced myself to wake near 3am just to check on my deployment status. This year, however, I decided to wait and wake naturally. I woke around 640am and headed downstairs to learn my fate. Before checking, I made a cup of coffee and settled into my office chair. I took a deep breath and popped open my email. No go! Wahoo!

I sense of calm and relief befell me. I opted to enjoy my first cup of coffee before heading up to notify Mindy. Despite the coffee, I was sleepy again so after sharing the good news with Mindy I briefly tried going back to sleep. Might’ve slept lightly for another 1—15 minutes but that’s it. Back downstairs to enjoy the sunny morning.

Headed out on the run around 9am. Because of the situation, I had absolutely nothing on the agenda. my day was a blank slate. Mindy was up around 10am. We spent a little time on the deck eventually agreeing to spend the day kayaking Darby Creek at the Darby Battelle Park put-in. Mindy wasn’t as eager as me, but seemed to warm to the idea once we continued with our ready.

I think it was near noon when we arrived at the D.B. put-in. Not knowing the current conditions, we opted to leave the kayaks in the Pilot and walked down to the water’s edge first. Apparently Darby Creek was a flood stage while we were away on vacation. Today, however, the water level looked normal and the flow leisurely.

Soon we were paddling, and at first a little ways up stream. I left it up to Mindy which direction we would go. She suggested we paddle south since we’ve spent so much time hiking along the creek to the north many times past. That also meant we’d be paddling with the flow, which made for a very leisure ride.

Couldn’t really ask for a better day. Nothing but blue skies, warm temps and a slight breeze. I loved it! We kayaked for perhaps a mile or two south taking on three sets of shallows and mini-rapids. We might’ve had to get out once to pull the kayak a few feet to deep waters, but that’s it.

After the third shallow rapids, Mindy suggested we not go much further for having to paddle upstream the entire way back. I could have gone all day but agreed. We turned for our return. Paddling against the usual current was no big deal, especially once some momentum was gained. The shallow rapids presented a bit of a challenge. At each one Mindy simply got out to pull her kayak through em. I opted for the challenge. I made it through one of the three without vacation the kayak. Once you go sideways, I learned, you’re done!  And rowing through the rapids was an incredible workout.

The last shallow wasn’t really navigable, especially since we had to take the shallowest fork in the creek to avoid a large faming of swimmers. Most of happened upon a dozen or so other kayakers out that afternoon too. All totaled, it was about a two-hour adventure and one well worth the effort.

Arrived home near 4pm. Mindy helped me stow the kayaks in the shed before any relaxing.

Monday, August 3

It was nice to have a normal Monday work morning. I was up around 630am to exercise, meditate, stretch and run. Had I gone to Texas, my tentative plan was to run in the evenings since I was expected to be in the office by 6am. Ugh! To maintain my current rhythm and routine meant I would’ve needed to wake at 3am. No way!

Enjoyed everything about my morning prep. As usual, I ran 4 miles. Worked from home for the first couple hours. Headed into the office near 10am. All things considered, a relatively easy work day.

Tuesday, August 4

Ran 4 miles. Worked across town for most of the day. Stopped at Lowes before jumping on the freeway to buy window film for the master bedroom half-moon window. Stopped in Target, too, which is right next door where I bought a permanent filter for our Kuerig 2.0.

Mindy was busy painting the master bedroom. Made decent progress – first coat applied to main bedroom area.

Once she finished for the day, she and the kids suggested we have dinner out at Barley’s. Had just one beer with dinner, which was a plate of wings for me. Stopped by dad’s to water and walk Archie on the way home.

Wednesday, August 5

Ran 4 miles. Still a painful right hamstring but slowly but surely getting better. Worked across town. At lunch time I made a Home Depot run. Above all, I finally got around to returning about $20 worth of plumbing parts I bought but didn’t need or use in the basement. No questions asked. Pretty sure these were all April purchases. Yikes! Didn’t head for home until almost 5pm.

Despite the late hour, I opted to give 670W a try despite knowing that a 670/70W back-up was inevitable. Arrived home just after the kids left with Jimaken. Mindy was busy painting our bedroom. Around 6pm she came downstairs insisting we head out somewhere for dinner. Given that we were out to dinner the evening before, and really no wanting to eat out or drink alcohol, I requested we not go anywhere. She wasn’t too thrilled.

Thursday, August 6

Ran 4 miles. Hamstring still tight. Worked from the Hilliard office.  Mindy still painting the master bedroom. Mindy enlisted Bella’s help and she seemed to be doing a good job. Working in the water closet. Nothing left but a clean-up coat.

Friday, August 7

Ran 3 miles. Worked from home. Took lunch break around noon and drove over to Dad’s house where I walked Archie and ripped a small channel in a piece of door trim to accept the insulation strip. The piece will replace a rotted section on our side entry door.

Stayed busy until almost 515pm. As usual, the late afternoon was the busiest part of my day. Around 530pm, while Mindy ran out to pick-up more paint and also to drop the kids at the St Brenndan’s festival, I cut the lawn. Finished the entire job in less than an hour. With the exceptionally dry weather over the past week, I didn’t have to edge. I did blow though.

With the kids at the festival, Mindy and I planned to go out for a while, though we’d have to pick up Bella and her friend around 930pm. I suggested we try Zauber Brewing again. Haven’t been there since late June 2014 with Glenn. Neither one of us was too thrilled with it back then but hearing nothing but good things about it lately. They were quick to open perhaps even before they should’ve last year. We also wanted to stop in at Sideswipe if time permitted.

We left the house near 7pm, best guess. Enjoyed two Belgian IPAs – Mindy only one. Also enjoyed some grub from the Food Truck. I had two chicken tacos while Mindy had the meatloaf sandwich. Both very good. The bartender, Oliver, bought Mindy and I a shot of our choice. I went with Jack while Mindy went with Capt’n Morgan’s.

Just before we left, we spotted Sideswipe pal, Paul at the other end of the bar. Talked with him for a few. Surprisingly, he wasn’t going to make it to Sideswipe that night. He lives in Valleyview, which is right around the corner.

We both enjoyed Zauber. Glad we decided to give it another try. Onto St. Brenndan’s to pick-up Bella. Took a few minutes for Bella and her friend to come to the car. Mindy had been texting with her for the past few minutes. We dropped her friend at home, which wasn’t too far away at all. Near my office, in fact. Arrived home around 10pm. Mindy headed almost directly to bed while I cracked open another beer, this time a Big Vic – a double IPA from Elevator. Not very good. After about half, I dumped it and headed for bed.

Jacob was still at the festival but expected home around 1130pm. I heard him come in just about the time he was expected home.

Saturday, August 8 – Syzygy & Sideswipe

It’s that that time of year, the grand reopening of Aspen Ski & board and their annual summer sale. We planned on heading up to the Polaris store with Bella. Jacob couldn’t go due to a soccer game. After a run and a little breakfast, me, Mindy and Bella headed north.

The crowd was large. Not a lot of wiggle room. While Mindy and Bella looked for a pair of ski pants, I checked out the deals on last years (14/15) skis. More specifically, I was eager to see if they had Amphibio xti82’s in a 168cm. They didn’t. The Elan guy saw me looking and urged me to check out the new 15/16 model inside. I did.

Ran into Scott, one of the managers who I deal with most often. So crowded and busy. No time to talk. Checked out the new Amphibios. Supposedly better technology. This year’s model 2mm wider under foot. In the end, we just looked. Bella, meanwhile, found a great deal on a pair of 5K ski pants.

Sometime midafternoon we received word that grandpa Al, Kelly’s father, passed away quietly at home. I was saddened by the news and offered to help in any way possible. I sent Kelly a text expressing my condolences. I’d talked with Ashley a day or two prior. According to her, it was immenent.

Installed the window tinting on the master bedroom half moon window. Not nearly as easy as the instructions implied, but the fact that it’s a half moon shaped, I think, was the biggest challenge. Made a couple mistakes but in the end it looks OK.

The opportunity to visit Barley’s presented itself. Mindy and I headed there around 8pm. Opted for Seventh Son’s new double IPA – Syzygy. Wow! All the sudden Bodhi has some serious competition. Not only is the Syzygy very drinkable, but it’s also stronger, and by quite a bit. In fact, it’s a whopping 10.9%. I enjoyed a couple of them along with a Cuban with bacon. Yum!

Sunday,  August 9

After some coffee, a banana, and a run, we once again readied for a drive up to ASBCO. This time, however, Jacob was with us. He wants new ski pants too – waterproof this goa round. The last pair we bought him were barely water resistant.

Crowded, but nearly as much as Saturday, which made shopping a bit easier. Ran into manager Scott again. He had time to chat. I soon asked if he wanted to sell Mindy and I new skis. Heck yeah!

I decided to buy the 15/16 Amphibio 84xti. Mindy wanted the Elan Delights – lightest, nimblest new ski on the market. We demo’d both last March and both of us loved what we skied. The Amphibio comes flat or with an integrated binding. I opted for the flat with the Attack bindings. By most accounts, the flat supposedly gives one more control.

Jacob and I found new ski pants, too. I found a pair of bright lime green Descente 10K ski pants that fit perfectly and 50% off list. Sweet! Jacob found some gray 20K ski pants, which should be perfect for him.

Scott took care of getting our entire purchase together. I agreed to buy Mindy’s new skis too. Happy birthday, dear! While I took care of all that, she and headed out to the MRM tent to purchase our family membership. We talked about not buying the kids a season pass this year since they didn’t go nearly as much last winter, but in the end we renewed theirs too.

Talked with GM Greg’s wife, who was the one processing the new memberships. Shared that she and Greg are moving on. He was promoted to Peak Resorts premier resort in Vermont – Mt. Snow. That’s where they’re from anyway, so it’ll be a homecoming of sorts. In turn, there will be a new GM in charge at MRM this year.

Now after 12noon, all of us were really hungry. I suggested gyros at Kabob’s and everyone agreed. I’d been craving one of their gyros for a long while. Haven’t been there since David visited first week of June.

Me, Mindy and Jacob each ordered a gyro combo. In fact, Jacob ended up eating two gyros. Their gyros might be the best in the entire world. Bella decided to not eating anything. Man, was it delicious!

Sunday evening, we headed over to dad’s to walk Archie. We weren’t there too long, maybe 30 minutes.

Sunday evening was the Hall of Fame football game featuring the Minnesota Vikings and Pittsburgh Steelers. I was much looking forward to the game despite a meaningless outcome. The Vikings won easily. Defense looked awesome.

Monday, August 10

After a 4 mile run, I headed into the Hilliard office. Scattered but severe thunderstorms rolled into the central Ohio area midafternoon. Lots of lightning and heavy rain, though very brief.

Daughter Ashley called and asked if I would serve as a pallbearer for grandpa. I was honored to do so. I let my boss know that I’d be taking Thursday as a bereavement day.

Tuesday, August 11

The stormy weather from the overnight moved out of the area leaving in its wake slightly cooler temps and lots of sunshine. Ran 4 miles. Worked across town.

That afternoon, Mindy took a large pan of rigatoni and another pan of salad to Rosemary’s to help feed the extended family expected in town for Al’s funeral. We got the recipe from neighbor Teri, who did the same for us back in June for dad.

Wednesday, August 12

Gorgeous sunny day.  Ran 4 miles then headed across town. Headed home a little early to finish my work day so I could get ready for Al’s calling hours. It was a Jimaken night for the kids. He picked the kids up around 5pm. Mindy and I left for Scheodinger’s in Grove City around 515pm.

Arrived before anyone else. Had a few minutes to see Al with just Mindy and I there. Looked really good. Lots of beautiful flowers, including those from us. Displayed proudly at his side was a letter from the OSU department of athletics. How thoughtful.

Soon Kelly’s extended family showed up. Beyond Rosemary, I hadn’t seen most of her aunts and uncles for almost 20 years. Many of the Connecticut contingent came in town. Good to see everyone. Sad it was for such an event. Suppose that’s how it often goes.

We stayed at the funeral home until 730pm or so. After leaving, we drove a couple block south and parked along Broadway (rt. 62) right across from Plank’s Grove City and walked another block to Hop Yard 62. A guy I work with owns the place. Just so happened, he was there. Said hello and introduced Mindy. We enjoyed a couple big IPAs – 10% from Stone. Very good! Several folks were in from the Grove City running club after a run, or course. And it just so happened that Mindy recognized one of them as the mother of a former student. We talked with her at length. She’s actually been to our house. She also knows some of our neighbors.

We left the Hop Yard happy but hungry agreeing to make a pits stop at Kabob’s on West Broad near the casino. It was date night but the kids were staying the night with Jimaken. I kept forgetting that. And because we didn’t need to be home at any particular time, we opted to eat-in. We weren’t disappointed either. Easily the best gyros ever! The Greek salads were good too, but the gyro’s, out of this world!

Thursday, August 13 – Goodbye to Al

Ashley and family asked that I be at the funeral home by 915am to serve as a pall bearer. To that end, I wanted to be there by 9am allowing a little time for the unexpected. With that in mind, I was up by 630am to allow myself plenty of time to exercise, meditate, stretch and run.  Mindy had to attend school retreat, the official kick-off to the new school year. She planned to meet me at the church (OLPH) during her lunch hour.

The early AM went as planned. Left the house for the funeral home at 840am. Made great time arriving just ahead of 9am. First one there. I headed inside and had my last look and chat with Al all by myself. Rosemary and one of her sibs actually pulled up as I was walking in. They must’ve waited outside for a few minutes to greet others.

I wasn’t quite sure of the plan but did know they’d be taking Al to OLPH for the actual funeral. Turns out, there was a brief and semi-informal ceremony at the funeral home first. Me, Joey, Steven, along with three of Kelly’s older uncles served as the pall bearers. They made sure that us younger guys were on the end.

I had grandson Landon step up and help me as we placed Al into the hearse. He did a good job. The ride to OLPH was quick. It’s less than a mile up the road. We did the pall bearer duties once more, getting Al into the church sanctuary. I opted to sit in the 2^nd row with Ashley and family. I wanted to video Ashley delivering her tribute to grandpa. There ceremony was very nice. As Rosemary said more than once, Al would’ve loved it. I am sure he DID love it. He was there. I could feel him.

As nervous as she was, Ashley delivered a beautiful tribute to Al (Grandfather). I decided to take part in the holy communion, though like many others, opted out of the wine. Landon rode with me to the cemetery – St. Joseph’s which is a few miles south of Scioto Downs on rt. 23. Al’s resting place is way in the back under a big shady tree and as it turns out, directly across from Guy Ferelli, the founder of Minelli’s Pizza. I took a photo of his grave. Al received a military graveside service after serving in the Air Force. Very touching as they formally removed the flag from the casket, folded it, then handed it to Rosemary.

There was a wake immediately after the cemetery service back at OLPH. Mindy met me in the parking lot. We headed in and conversed with Kelly’s extended family as well as Shelly and Joey and kids. Enjoyed a little food too, but I was careful not to over eat. Very much enjoy Kelly’s extended family.

Mindy needed to get back to her school retreat. I left about the same time as Mindy, choosing to make a rather quiet exit.

I had the house all to myself for most of the afternoon, or until Mindy and the kids got home. Can’t recall what time that actually was.

Friday, August 14 – Ben & Ryan dinner

Absolutely gorgeous weather on Friday. Expected a high of 82 with oodles of sunshine. Back to work after a bereavement day.

Stayed very busy during the work day. During lunch, I spent about 15 minutes wrecking out the rotted wood on the garage side entry door jam and exterior trim. I made the same repair to the deck entry door some years back so I knew exactly what to do. I cut the jam off about 18” above the sill. I spent another 5 minutes fabricating the replacement jam piece, which entailed ripping a ¼’ wide – 1/2” deep grove in the door stop to allow for the insulation. I then glued and nailed that with brads to the new piece of jam. I still needed to cut the new piece to fit snuggly into the area cut away, but planned to do that over the weekend. I was just happy to get started on the repair after ignoring it for the past two years.

Work kept me busy through 445pm. Shortly after that, I headed out to mow the lawn. Took about an hour and fifteen minutes soup to nuts. The kids left with Jimaken in there somewhere. Mindy and I had plans to have dinner with friends Ben & Ryan. We asked what we needed to bring. Even though they said nothing, I insisted on taking something. Figured we’d stop at Giant Eagle and pick-up a dessert and also make a stop at 7^th Son brewing to fill a growler or two with Syzygy.

We didn’t leave the house until 615pm. Headed to 7^th Son. I wasn’t sure they would sell growlers of Syzygy but they did. Agreed to do it but shared they’re no longer supposed to given that it’s available in rockets. We each sipped one on site too from a comfy leather sofa. While there, we chatted with a neighbor whom we see at other brew pubs on occasion.

We stopped at Giant Eagle Market District at Grandview Yard where we picked up a cheesecake and hummus for Ben & Ryan’s, too. We were gonna get some stuff for brother Bob’s Saturday cookout but couldn’t agree on what to get from there. On our way out we decided to make a Sam’s Club stop on Saturday to get brownies and all the fixins for green bean casserole.

Arrived at Ben & Ryan’s around 715pm. Ben was off to the drive-thru to get some beer. We enjoyed Ryan’s company until he returned while also sipping some fresh Syzygy – yum!!

Brood XXIII of the 13 year Cicada

Wandering thru the yard with camera in hand when right before my eyes this 13 yr. cicada emerged from the earth.

Last of Vacation @ Home - Ending July

Tuesday, July 21 – Return to Routine

Nice to wake at home, enjoy coffee from the Kuerig, and take a leisurely 4 mile run through the subdivision. Mid-morning we got a call from Lindsey asking if we could pick-up Rocky from day cap (Hilltop YMCA). Yes.

I drove the BM’er to pick him up. During my drive there, I listened to NPR radio. The program was the formal launch of  Governor Kasich’s presidential campaign. I called Mindy asking that she DVR it. Despite anyone’s feelings or perceptions, I wanted to hear what he had to say for myself.

Rocky was elated to not only be coming to our house but also to be riding in the convertible. We had a mostly leisurely day around the yard and house. Mindy headed off to drop Jacob at soccer practice near 130pm. Bella, meanwhile, left to go visit her boyfriend. His mom picked Bella up. I agreed to fetch her at their house before 4pm.  While they were away, Rocky and I played ball. While passing the football, I tried to run hard after an errant throw. Doing so wasn’t a good idea as I tweaked my right hamstring. Ouch! It hurt so bad that I couldn’t walk it off. From that point forward, I was walking with a painful and noticeable limp.

Rocky and I headed to Whole Foods where I bought some Patagonian Tooth fish (AKA Chilean sea bass) as well as some of that yummy peach mango salsa. Left to fetch Bella at 345pm after struggling to find Eli’s address. Had to text Kayla who sent him a text to get it.

Mindy grilled the fish and steamed some rice. Delicious! The best Chilean sea bass in a long time. Mindy and I enjoyed a beer from the deck that evening.

Wednesday, July 22 – Tommy at 54 @ Wolf’s Ridge

Another hot sunny day at the house. Ran just three miles with an awfully painful hamstring. In fact, it hurt some much at the outset that I wasn’t sure that I would be able to finish but I did. Tommy and I agreed to meet at dad’s place near 11am to mow the lawn as a team while Mindy and the kids headed to lunch with mawmaw and nephew Joe.

I took my trimmer and blower as well as 5 gallons of gas. Arrived before Tommy. Got started with the push mowing ahead of his arrival. Never used dad’s old tractor.

Cut about half the front before Tommy arrived. Once he got the tractor going, he gave me a quick overview and let me take it while he finished push mowing. After about 60 minute, the tractor was over heating (it’s been doing that all summer). We left it sit awhile and then added more coolant mix. Probably just another 25-30 minutes of mowing to finish the job.

Couldn’t get it to start again. Mindy, mawmaw, and the kids stopped by dad’s after lunch. Headed home a short time later. We confirmed plans to take Tommy to dinner later that evening for his 54^th birthday. The plan was to visit Wolf’s Ridge.

I fooled around with Bella’s iPhone, the same one that’s been out of commission since mid-June. Been out of service for six weeks. But all the sudden it started working after a hard reset, though it had done the same thing shortly after it failed but completely dead for the last 4 weeks. I was skeptical but also excited that it was working again. I planned to put it through its paces, including several power off’s and  power on’s. That’s when it would usually fail.

That afternoon, I washed my Accord, giving it a much needed bath. After some lunch and a brief nap, I headed back over to dad’s hoping to get the tractor running and subsequently to finish the lawn. Started right up, so I was able to finish the lawn. By the time I arrived back at the house, Tommy was there. After a shower, we left for Wolf’s Ridge.

We enjoyed a pint from the tap room before making our way to the restaurant. We opted for bar seating there too, and that’s where we enjoyed a very nice dinner. All three of us went with the restaurant week special, which was a pork shank, salad, and dessert. Very well-prepared and very delicious! I enjoyed a high octane IPA too.  Tommy’s dinner was on us. Happy birthday, Tom!

Thursday, July 23 – Rocky’s 12^th b-day

Another hot sunny day at home. Ran 3 miles with a still painful hamstring, but it was somewhat better than Wednesday. That was certainly an encouraging sign.

The day’s plan was to celebrate Rocky’s b-day and have he, Landon and Olivia overnight. They wouldn’t be there until after Lindsey got off work. Ahead of that, I had the kids help me wash and detail Mindy’s Pilot. Jacob helped wash the outside. Bella vacuumed the inside and did a very good job. She’s a good cleaner when focused.

Can’t remember what else we did during the day. Bella’s phone was still working after putting it through all sorts of tests that prior would produce a fail. She was now aware that I had it working but suggested I needed another day to continue testing before possibly giving it back.

Mindy baked brownies for Rocky’s b-day celebration and we planned on ordering pizzas too. They got there around 5pm. We ordered pizzas and wings from Minelli’s. Hadn’t had a Minelli’s pizza in quite a while. Man, was it delicious!

Rocky was very excited with his b-day gift - $100 cash! After celebrating, Mindy and I sat n the deck while the kids all played. It wasn’t too long after we took a seat out back that we heard several cars honking out front. After a couple minutes Mindy went to scope it out. She returned with both wee ones on tow (Livy and Landon). And Olivia was in tears. Apparently she and Landon were trying to get passing cars to honk their horns and eventually decided that it was a good idea to sit in the middle of the street to shock oncoming cars! Holy cow!!!!!

I was scared and angry and let Livy know how disappointed I was. I called Ashley to tell her. That rattled me to my core because I know how fast and how most drivers in our subdivision drive without paying attention. She could have been killed! Still rattles me to think about it. Ashley initially insisted on coming to get her, but I talked her out of it.  I made it clear in no uncertain terms that that could never happen again. Equally, we banned the two eight year olds from playing out front without one of us (me or Mindy) out there too.

We stayed up not much later than 10pm.

Friday, July 24

Another hot sunny day in CMH. Generally, Friday’s represent the beginning of the weekend and are therefore a very happy day, but with the weekend upon us, I could feel my 17 day vacation coming to an end. Honestly, I was dreading the thought of returning to work. I ran three miles, but that’s normal for most Friday’s. My hamstring was feeling a little better but still an issue. From past experience, I know it’s going to ache for quite a while.

The day’s agenda included me mowing the lawn again. It also included all of us going to watch Jacob’s H.S. soccer team scrimmage in Dublin. He had two games, one at 3pm and the other at 6pm. The plan was for me and Bella to meet Mindy there for the evening game, after all the g-kids were gone. Mindy left with Jacob around 130pm while I was busy with the lawn.

All the gkids and daughters were going camping at Alum Creek. As you might guess, they were much looking forward to it. Steven came to pick-up Olivia around 1pm. I promised Bella she could have a friend spend the night. She opted to invite Elaina who Mindy and I really enjoy. Very good kid.

We gave Bella her phone that day, too. She was very excited.

Bella and I left for the soccer match shortly after Lindsey picked up the boys around 5pm. The soccer field was very hot and sunny. We watched about ¾’s of the match before taking off to pick-up Elaina, who lives in Hilliard very near the H.S. We planned to meet Mindy & Jacob at the Rusty Bucket for dinner soon after.

Our timing really couldn’t have been better. We arrived at the Rusty Bucket just a minute or two after Mindy. Joe greeted us and seated us with Ryan as our server. I ordered a White Rajah. Yum! Went with the chicken parm for my dinner entrée’ and enjoyed a 2^nd White Rajah, too. Delicious!

By the time we finished dinner and arrived home, it was well after 9pm and dark. I headed next door after hearing Kenny and Trena chatting from her deck. I hung out with the two of them for a couple hours. Went home briefly in an attempt to get Mindy to join us but she was already in bed and didn’t want to play.

While hanging out, Trena treated us to two different shots – one moonshine (lemon peel infused Everclear), the other fireball. Ugh! Combine that with two or three beers, I had all the makings of a bad Saturday morning. J It was fun Friday night though. The three of us shot pool in Trena’s recently finished basement. Very nicely done, I might add, save for the Steelers décor’.

It was after 1am when I headed for home and bed.

Saturday, July 25 - This time it's my Personal Republic

Who coulda predicted this? I woke around 8am feelin' OK, but definitely not a 100%. A little coffee, an English muffin, and some internet, figured I'd be OK. Around 915am I headed off on a routine 3 mile run. I was fine through my run, but afterwards I wasn't feelin' so hot. To make matters a little worse, Mindy was shared that she was annoyed with me for ignoring her the evening prior. I wanted nothing more than to lie around and heal. :) 

Our plans for the day included two events. First, we had the neighbors son, Jake's 17th b-day yard party, and then the St Margaret's festival - the Catholic church next to dad's place. There we planned ot meet Darwin to see his son, Jordan's band play. After a couple brief naps I felt marginally better, and from that point forward it was simply a matter of feelin' sluggish and tired. The only thing that would cure it was a good night's sleep.

We headed to the neighbors around 3 or 4pm. Enjoyed seeing folks we haven't seen in many months as well as some of the yummy food. I tried to eat healthfully, chomping on salad and veggies and washing all down with water.

Headed for the festival near 530pm.I was wrong about the start time. It was 6pm. Very hot and sunny, by the way. We parked at dad's and happened upon brother Bob and Tommy. Bob asked me to sign some papers relative to dad's estate. We chatted for a while catching up on all the particulars. We wisely brought a cooler of our own craft beers to enjoy in lieu of paying $5-6 each at the festival. Of course I brought some Solo cups too.

Entered the festival grounds from dad's deep backyard. There wasn't a cover charge but walking in with carry-in beer wasn't allowed. We quickly hooked up with Darwin and his brother-in-law, Brian who were sitting at a table a few deep from the stage listening to Jordan's band, Personal Republic. We sat with them for a bit but the hot sun was too much. We begged off seeking cover and shade, though still within close proximity of the stage.

Rather than head back to the car for another "free' beer, we caved and bought beer tickets. At least this year they had a couple craft beers. Seems everybody's come of age relative to beer selection. Thirsty Dog IPA. Decent!

We hung out for perhaps another hour, now sitting with Connie - Darwin's wife. She invited us to go to the Outer Banks with their family in two short weeks. Appreciated the invite but gracefully declined. There was a strong chance that I'd be working in Texas covering a strike. Found our kids who were milling about the festival on their own. Jacob had a girl friend with him - Alex. He won two cakes via the cakewalk/spin. thingy. Bella and her friends opted to stay. Jacob and Alex headed home with us. Neighbor Mike agreed to go back later to fetch the girls.

Once home, we fairly quickly rejoined the neighbors yard party. Enjoyed another beer but soon called it quits for not having the will or desire to party too late for a second night in a row. Headed home around 930pm. At the time, Bella and her friends were still at the festival.  Alex's parents came to get her around 11pm. Mike and Kenny went after the girls about the time that Mindy and I headed home.

Sunday, July 26 - Lat vacation day :(

Big surprise, I woke Sunday feeling considerably better than I did the morning before. Usual run and fun. The day's plans included attending good friend Rene's wedding. Wedding slated for 3-4pm at the Greek Orthodox Church downtown. Rene - she's as Greek as they come. :)

Leading up to our ready, I lounged and tinkered around the house. Opted to wear my newish suit to the wedding. Overcast skies dominated the afternoon. Still quite stick. If you've ever been to a Greek Orthodox wedding, you know that they're generally much different than what we've come to expect. The two priest pretty much sang the wedding, and the couple - Vaughn and Rene spoke no words. And the ceremony itself drug on for a painful 40 minutes, though I must admit that it was mildly entertaining and the venue extraordinarily ornate. We love Rene so we endure!

The reception was on prem, which is the way to do it. Good food, good fun. We were seated at a table with like families: teacher peers of Mindy and Rene, along with their hubbies and children. We had a nice time. The food was good. I opted to pass on the open bar. Instead, drinking only water. For me, it was time to escape the drinking every night and get back on the fine horse that had gotten me to my summer vacation in the first place. :)

Enjoyed most of the formal wedding stuff, like the speeches, toasts, and dancing. We left for home sometime near 8pm. Rene looked as happy as I've ever seen her.

Just as I worried I might, sleep was difficult, I tossed and turned until I eventually got up and headed back downstairs. I finally fell asleep somewhere close to 1230am.

Monday, July 27 - Return to Work

I wisely logged onto my laptop Sunday evening before going to bed, not only to get a feel for what the work week might bring but also to make sure all of my passwords worked and then to clean-up email. That helped considerably.

As usual, I did a 4 mile run in the subdivision around 730am. Felt good getting back on that horse. Hamstring still sore but tolerable. Headed into the office arriving near 930am. Stuck around until almost 5pm. Worked from home that evening.

Tuesday, July 28 Work Cleveland Brandi

Ran 4 miles from home. Worked across town at my customer's campus. Shortly after I arrived I learned that our 1pm meeting would be canceled. I stuck around until almost 2pm anyway.

Headed for home. Mindy and I left for Cleveland shortly thereafter. Lindey was coming over late that afternoon to spend the night with the kids. We left them pizza money and made sure the rules were clear - no one in the house until Lindey arrives - no exceptions.

The drive up 71N was easy and clean as a whistle - no traffic snarls whatsoever. Adding that 3rd lane in that 21 mile stretch between Mt Vernon and Mansfield makes all the difference. Arrived at our hotel around 430pm. Our hotel - Hyatt Regency Cleveland at the Arcade downtown - was/is gorgeous. Until then, I didn't really know what an arcade was. Wow! As soon as we checked in our room, I logged into work to make sure everything was quiet. It was. Around 5pm, we headed out. The concert venue, Cleveland House of Blues was literally right across the street. No Ubering necessary. :)

Around the corner from the House of Blues main entrance lies a hopping popular alley called 4th St, I believe. It appears as though it's permanently closed to traffic and instead comprised of several sidewalk cafes. We opted for The Butcher and the Brewer. We weren't disappointed. Great craft beers and excellent food.  The architecture was as interesting as both the beer and food. We both loved the place. We met a handful of folks, some of which were also taking in the Brandi Carlile show. Don't go to Cleveland and miss this place. It's a must visit locale. We opted to eat lightly, choosing appetizers - the bacon wrapped dates and the mini burgers. Both were delicious. I must say, however, for our money, Columbus' 229 does the bacon wrapped dates better than anybody.

Headed to the concert venue where we stood in line for about 5 minutes awaiting the opening. Tickets said show started at 7pm. Doors opened around 705pm. The House of Blues is a small venue. I believe the maximum capacity is 700. Most seats were standing room only, though there is a small balcony with seats. Our standing room seats behind lighting and sound couldn't have been more than 40-50 feet from the stage. Very intimate venue, very colorful, with lots of local art on the walls. Loved it!

Anderson East opened for Brandi. Man can that dude sing. Very strong, moving vocals. Enjoyed him much. Brandi came on around 9pm. She was incredible. Very talented, engaging, and full of energy. She did a nice job mixing up her song list, too. Played both old and new. We enjoyed the show very much. She wrapped it up after two encores around 11pm. Through the show, I enjoyed 2 beers - both White Rajahs.

Headed across the street to our hotel where I snacked on the Chex Mix Mindy brought for me. I checked in with work then hit the sack.

Wednesday, July 29 - Bad McD Coffee - Date Night

Woke near 7am. Checked my work laptop. Sent a couple emails. Soon dressed and out the door for a run. MY hamstring was extra stiff. Didn't give myself the benefit of a healthy stretch. That certainly didn't help. Our hotel was near 9th St, the street where the Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame is located. I ran through downtown to the lakefront along and behind the HOF.  It was an absolutely perfect summer morning. Blue skies, warm temps, slight cool breeze. Like downtown Cincy, Cleveland has preserved much of their 19th/20th century architecture. Gorgeous! Nothing but props for Cleveland!

Back at the hotel I jumped in the shower then logged into work. Asked Mindy if we could hit the road pretty quickly. We checked out and hit the road near 9am. Our plan was to stop for coffee once out of the morning rush. We exited @ route 42 and headed east looking for coffee. Ended up at a McD's. - certainly not what either of us had in mind. The service was exceptional. The coffee - unfortunately bad!

The drive home went as well and fast as the drive up. I had Mindy drop me at my customer's campus near 1130am. Asked that she be prepared to come back and pick me up around 330-4pm. Was at my desk and working by noon. Talked with my boss shortly thereafter via cell phone.

Worked through the afternoon, texting, calling Mindy for a ride home around 330pm. We already knew that despite making our house rules clear before leaving the house for Cleveland Tuesday afternoon, Bella broke 'em shortly after we left by allowing her friend and neighbor Kayla in the house, and not just once but twice. Jacob booted her out both times and sent Mindy a text accordingly.

Bella was with Mindy when she picked me up across town. Said Bella was grounded from everything save for TV. Filled me in on all the details of her latest transgression. Oh boy! Buckle up!

Once home, I got right back to work and stayed busy until 6pm or so. Mindy and I headed out for date night shortly thereafter. I hadn't been to CBC for more than a month. I suggested we go there, and Mindy excitedly agreed.  

Arrived to a sparsely populated parking lot. Wow, that doesn't happen too much. Kate was tending bar. I haven't enjoyed Kate's company for several months or ever since she moved to days and the lunch shift. It wasn't on the official beer list but they had Bodhi on tap. We both opted for one. I haven't had one  for a really long time. Yum!

Ordered risotto balls then joked that Kate would forget. What do you know, she didn't! While relaxing at the bar, a quick but heavy storm rolled through town. Rained so hard we couldn't see the Miranova building immediately to our north. Needed the rain. Sun came back out even before we left for home an hour later. Before that, I enjoyed a 2nd Bodhi and a plate of wings. Mindy had a steak.

Thursday, July 30 - Bunches of Hairs Cut

Ran four miles but not without sharp hamstring pain for the first 1/2 mile or so. Ouchy! Loosens up after a while but never completely stops.

Sunny and warm. Drove the BM'er and worked from the main office. At lunch I headed to the bank and then to Saturday's to get a haircut. It had been about 6 weeks since my last. Interesting note, I asked for a #2 guard for the back and sides, which I do more often than not. But this time it seemed far shorter than most others. I like it that short, just different.

I thought I would work the rest of the day from home, but remembered that I left my yummy salad in the fridge at work, and since I likely wouldn't be back to the office for several weeks, I decided to head back and get it.

Got home around 3pm where I worked for the remainder of the day. Mindy grilled pork ribs for dinner. Very good. After dinner the family piled into the Accord and drove to the Dairy Queen in Grandview where we went through the drive-thru buying 4 blizzards. For each blizzard purchased on Thursday, $1 went to Children's Hospital - a worthy cause and a win-win.

Friday, July 31 - Knotty Pine & Sideswipe

Worked from home. Ran three miles. I was covering for a peer. Still, a fairly easy day until mid-afternoon. Ended up covering for another peer as well. Had my hands full until well after 6pm. I was on a conference call when the kids left with Jimaken. Kind of sad given that there was a very strong chance that I'd be leaving Sunday morning for Texas with an undetermined return home, and almost certainly at least a few weeks. I gave them both a quick hug on their way out the door.

Took a little while to decompress from the late afternoon barrage but eventually did. Had been in contact with Darwin since Thursday evening about hooking up Friday evening for some beers. Agreed to do dinner and beers at the new Knotty Pine in Grandview, a revamped neighborhood bar and restaurant which is now a microbrew house too. How cool is that?

We picked up Darwin at his place. He was just getting home from work when we showed up. Connie was there with the young boys. They'd just gotten home from the hilltop pool. Said it was chaotic and a mess. Like the Wright's, Connie's family grew up going to the hilltop pool.

Connie opted not to go with. Let Darwin head out alone with the two of us. Later, Mindy emphasized how depressing it is to always be the only girl. Kept on Darwin to prod Connie into joining us. Almost worked.

We enjoyed a couple beers at the Knotty Pine as well as some appetizers. Darwin had wings, I had mussels, and Mindy had their fish dinner. The bartender's name escapes me at the present, but he looked so much like Chris Rock it wasn't funny. Had the personality to boot, too.

After about 90 minutes at the KP we headed for Sideswipe, which we hadn't been to for a couple/few weeks due to vacation. Decent crowd for the tiny venue and a familiar one too. Our new Sideswipe peeps were there: Paul, Daniel and a host of her peeps. Enjoyed two more beers - Fisticuff IPA's.  Hung there until 1140pm - well past Craig's documented closing time. He's a gracious owner/host.