Happy belated Halloween!

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

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

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

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

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

LBRR for PDR, 2009

September 20th, 2009

LBRR = long boring race report; PDR = Philadelphia Distance Run (half-marathon)

Raced today. Finishing time (1:34:46; a 7:14 per mile average pace; #988 out of 12,247) was about what I had expected, based on my general lack of training. What I had not anticipated was the huge slow-down as the race progressed. With no goal time in mind, I felt that this would be a good day just to get out there and see what happens. Things started off well (each of the first 5 miles in the 6:50 to 6:59 range, which felt comfortable), but I slowed down drastically from there. I could definitely feel the slowing down. Around mile 10 or so, my legs felt like bricks. And having a wandering mind (thinking about a whole host of things other than running) didn’t help either. I had to keep mentally checking myself back in to what I was doing.

This is one of those days where having a four story row house is not much fun – too much stair climbing when all I want to do is rest.

Race day on Sunday!

September 17th, 2009

This Sunday will be my 10th consecutive Philadelphia Distance Run (best time: 1:30:02, in 2007).

I’m fortunate enough to have been healthy and injury-free at this time of the year for 10 years. That is something in itself. Though I am still recovering from my knee “injury” (I still don’t know whether it’s an injury or not). Not that the distinction matters. What does matter is that I lost 2 months worth of running (including the time off for injury and the recovery period to just get back to where I was). The problem was that I didn’t want to increase my mileage too fast and risk further injury, so my longest run was about 11.2 miles on August 30 (vacation plus mild taper thrown in afterwards).

Finishing won’t be a problem. I just likely won’t be racing. I have no goal time, which is good for relaxed running. I just want to be able to maintain the start corral number.

Caroline’s Elmo obsession

September 16th, 2009

It started a little over a month ago, when we took out the Tickle Me Elmo Extreme to show her. She went nuts for it. I think the Elmo Live pushed her over the edge.

She started excitedly saying “Momo! Momo!” (At just about 19 months, that’s as close to “Elmo” as we get.) So the next day we had to go shopping for a regular plush Elmo; since it was far easier to carry around (no skeletal movement system). First stop: Target. No luck. Next (unplanned) stop: Toys R Us. Got one.

Picked up a Cookie Monster too. After some initial resistance (“Do you want Cookie?”  “Nooo!”), she has warmed up to Cookie. But at not the Elmo-level obsession. Every time she sees Elmo (which is tough to hide, since he’s on the diapers and the diaper box), it’s tough to get her to stop thinking about Elmo. All things considered, it could be worse.

“I don’t like crack”

September 15th, 2009

Conversation snippet overheard while running a few days ago on Oregon Avenue from two guys sittings on a step:

I don’t like crack.

I don’t like nothing about it.

I don’t like the high…

Then I went out of earshot. Maybe that was a good thing.

When English is not your primary language

September 14th, 2009

You get signs like this one, seen while on vacation in Miami Beach.

Trespassers Will Be Persecuted sign