There are times where having your run interrupted by a train load of young families is a welcomed occurrence. Today, is one those times.
Archives for July 2010
I’ve been having words with a few of my friends. This has proved to be a mixed bag. I don’t have as large of a vocabulary base to pull from as I’d like. Subsequently, I often find myself searching my mind for a word for way too long. ‘Cuz you know, not just any word will do in times like these.
One needs just the right word, the right letters, the right spot to place it, and a few vowels would be nice too.
Of course, if I can’t get that, I may be forced to make it up as I go. You’d be surprised at how well that works. In fact, it was working a whole lot better than using my limited vocabulary.
One bonus feature is the educational factor it provides. YaYa added a “G” to “RIOT” for “GRIOT.” I had to look it up. The word refers to “A storyteller in western Africa who perpetuates the oral tradition and history of a village or family.” Who knew? Certainly YaYa didn’t. He does now though. I made sure of that.
In addition to my scheduled marathon training, I’m motivated to work on strengthening everything from my arms to my core. Although I do have a high school reunion coming up, my motivation has nothing to do with looking good in a new dress. I am motivated for another reason: Half Dome.
After opting to swim instead of strengthen my muscles on Tuesday night, I could not let another day pass without pumping it up. So, after dinner and dishes, I headed to the garage with my collection of dumbbells. About an hour later, I moved inside to grunt and tug on my neglected pull-up bar.
NOW my arms are shaking and I’m sufficiently humbled. You could say that I’ve got a lot of work ahead of me.