Archive for 2009

Schuylkill Loop Race SBRR

Tuesday, November 17th, 2009

Going into a race with low expectations is nice; that way, there’s no disappointment afterwards. I had only one goal for this uniquely Philly race (at 8.4 miles, the distance itself is somewhat unique): finish in under one hour. I hit 59:50 – just made it.

But tactically, it was once of the worst races I have run in a long time, if ever. I started out too fast (pretty much usual for me; mile 1 in 6:06), but I felt comfortable and had some people nearby that I thought I could stay with. Then Headphone Woman came by. A relevant aside: two weeks ago at the Bridge Run, she went flying by me a little after mile 5. This time, I thought I could stay with her, even though we hadn’t hit mile 2 yet. I suggested we run together, to try to catch the woman ahead of us who was, at the time, the first female. This was the big mistake: I really couldn’t hang. I stayed on for about 1.5 miles and then couldn’t hold the pace any longer.

Some people passed me in ones and twos. The depressing moment was when a group of six guys went by me like I was standing still. The challenging part of this event is that it is completely run on the path, and we have to dodge all the other people using it. Around mile 6, we hit the boathouses and the regatta that was going on. The combination of spectators, rowers, and shells made for some interesting dodging.

I just focused on finishing in under one hour, which seemed to be slipping away. I could keep track of the quarter mile splits thanks to the numbers painted on the path. But I had slowed considerably; I was maintaining about a 7:20 pace. Hitting the start of Boathouse Row, entering the last quarter mile or so, I knew it would be close. When I finally saw the clock, I knew I had it in under an hour.

I need to not be so stupid next time, especially when I’m not ready to run that fast.  :-)

If you don’t want everyone to see it, don’t wear it

Thursday, November 12th, 2009

I was at the office on Sunday, and ran a few errands at lunch. As I was walking, I was behind this woman wearing a “trendy” outfit: calf-high boots, black leggings, and a sweater that almost covered her butt. She was a little concerned about not being covered, as she kept pulling the sweater down. Then I guess she heard me, as she became rather self-conscious about it, trying to pull the sweater down more. She then stopped to do a little window shopping.

Apparently, my not looking like Brad Pitt caused her to stop.

Darlin’, if you don’t want everyone to look at you and your butt, you should look in the mirror before you leave the house.

Caroline, post-surgery

Tuesday, November 10th, 2009

This has been a long day. Got up at 4:45am; needed to shower and leave at 5:45 to be at the hospital by 6:15. We got to surgery admission right around 6:15. We had to wait about 10 minutes, then they took us to an examining room. Where we waited for about two hours, although they did some initial work (check vitals, administer the “giggle juice” (pre-anesthetic), etc.)

A picture of Caroline, pre-surgery:

Caroline before surgery

She was in surgery for about an hour. The doctor came out and told us that everything went fine. We had to wait about another 10 minutes before we were called back to recovery, where Caroline was crying her head off. She doesn’t normally do that. It took a while for her to calm down. The nurses said it was a combination of the anesthetic drugs she had and that she was coming off them at different times. Add in some disorientation and pain, and you get lots of crying. She slept for about half an hour and Karen decided that we should bring her home. After a final vital sign check, we left and got home around 12:30pm.

Here’s a picture, post-surgery:

Caroline after surgery

Bye-bye Chuck!

Monday, November 9th, 2009

Caroline is having surgery tomorrow to remove her hemangioma.

We call it her “Chuck” because the first time that Karen told me what it was called, my first thought was “What? Chuck Mangione?” Karen dismissed it as a stupid thing to say. And then she stole it and pretended it was her idea. :-)

But it stuck, and now we all call it her “Chuck.” Her doctor determined that it would not fully include and that surgery is necessary to remove it. We’re both a little nervous about the surgery, but I think everything will be OK.

Update with a picture of Caroline tomorrow.

Brad Lidge can’t have coffee today…

Monday, November 2nd, 2009

because coffee is for closers!

See the IMDB entry. Or for video reference, see below and start at the 1:15 mark.

Happy belated Halloween!

Sunday, November 1st, 2009

Pictures of the girls in costume yesterday.

Victoria as a devil.
Victoria as a devil

Caroline as a spider. Check the shoes.
Caroline as a spider
Yes, those are little Chuck Taylor’s.

Ben Franklin Bridge Run SBRR

Sunday, November 1st, 2009

A short report this time (I don’t have the wherewithal to write a long one).

I really enjoy this event, with three exceptions:

  1. Parking for the event. There’s only one entrance to the parking lot. This morning, I got impatient and parked in a different lot.
  2. The huge delay from gathering everyone together and leading us to the start. But this is more of a function of the nature of the event – running over and back on the Ben Franklin Bridge – than anything else. Logistically, they have to make sure all traffic is cleared off the bridge and everything is in place.
  3. A minor quibble: too many turns after mile 4. I think some of this might be forced to get to 10K. It get difficult to stay on rhythm, which I lacked today.

The bridge portion (the first half) went about as I expected (mile 1 in 7:00, mile 2 in 6:31 (mostly downhill), mile 3 in 6:50). Surprisingly, not that many people passed me on the first downhill, like had happened in the past. And today the flats just killed me. Not sure why. Saw tons of people lined up along the course, waiting to get in to see the President give a stump speech for NJ Governor Corzine (who ran today). Out of the few hundred people standing around and doing absolutely nothing, about three cheered for the runners (Thank You!). Caught a temporary side stitch around mile 5; shook it after about three minutes of so, but the damage was already done. A few people went zipping by me between miles 5 and 6.

Overall, not a bad run. At least I finished in front of the guy dressed like an extra from Braveheart. I need to do some speed work over the winter (provided I can maintain general fitness in the weather).

Castle salutes Firefly

Friday, October 30th, 2009

Karen and I really enjoy Castle. And I did enjoy Firefly. So I thought it was great for this week’s Halloween episode of Castle (you can watch it here), when Castle (played by Nathan Fillion) started the episode by getting into his Halloween costume as Captain Mal (his Firefly role, for those who didn’t know). Then there was this dialogue (paraphrasing/remembering as bet as I can):

Alexis (his daughter): What are you?

Castle: I’m a space cowboy.

Alexis: There are no cowboys in space. Besides, didn’t you wear that, like, five years ago?

OK, it makes sense and is funny if you watched Firefly.

On being a Yankees fan living in Philadelphia

Thursday, October 29th, 2009

Simply put: it’s not easy. You now it’s bad when the trash talking starts on the local news filler portion of Good Morning America (yes, I’m talking about you Matt O’Donnell). Add in trash-talking co-workers; but it’s mostly from people who use lots of words without really saying anything. I was dreading the breakfast meeting at work this morning, but everyone left me alone. They were concerned with just talking about the game. The surprising thing was that everyone was talking about it, even those who didn’t seem like sports fans. Guess the Phillies bandwagon is full.

Channeling Mr. Fantastic

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

It has occurred to me for some time that my present hair coloration (the light grey around the temples) causes me to look a little like Reed Richards (Mr. Fantastic) of the Fantastic Four. I never paid much attention to it until recently, when someone behind the counter at one of the local Cosi shops mentioned it while I was getting my lunch. See the pictures below and judge for yourself. And yes, that is my natural hair color. (I’ll skip the strained facial expression and the fire behind me, so the comparison is not perfect.)

Steve's hair coloring Mr. Fantastic