81, 81 and 82 years old...what inspired YOU today?
Run safe, run happy!
-d
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Three Things Thursday!
One – A bruised tail bone takes for-e-ver to heal…I bruised mine on the very first day in Dominica and it still hurts. How can something as useless as your butt bone hurt so badly for so long. But on one of the sites that talks about what you can do for healing, I found this most hilarious…”in addition, a physician may suggest eating foods high in fiber as well as drinking plenty of fluids to avoid constipation”…Haha, they obviously don’t know me and that my friends call me “Poopicus”.
Two – I get to be in a hair show – how exciting! My fabulous hair stylist extraordinaire asked me to be one of her hair models for a show in August! 4 fun hours of having my hair brushed and styled and “did”! I will definitely get and post pictures!
Three – It’s unofficially official…Lola is going to be replaced. I am a bit sad because I love her so…she has been through so much with me…good times, bad times, garage doors, etc. She doesn’t know yet, but I have a feeling once I pull into the car lot his weekend for test drives, she might have a clue.
Run safe, run happy!
-d
Two – I get to be in a hair show – how exciting! My fabulous hair stylist extraordinaire asked me to be one of her hair models for a show in August! 4 fun hours of having my hair brushed and styled and “did”! I will definitely get and post pictures!
Three – It’s unofficially official…Lola is going to be replaced. I am a bit sad because I love her so…she has been through so much with me…good times, bad times, garage doors, etc. She doesn’t know yet, but I have a feeling once I pull into the car lot his weekend for test drives, she might have a clue.
Run safe, run happy!
-d
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Figs or Free...a dilemma.
So I am on my last night in Dominica, it's not late but everyone is sleeping, so I blog.
I have a bit of a dilemma on my hands...or shall I say, my feet.
Back in March, I bought a pair of Newton's...again...rekindling a romance with performance from two years earlier.
Two weeks ago, before leaving for this trip, on a whim I bought a pair of Nike Free's.
I admit it was an impulse purchase based solely on wanting to say I have them, but I also really did think they wold be a great alternate of the Newton's on non-run option mornings of SealTeam .
So I tried them on a Monday SealTeam...cautious, went out slow...but nothing but heaven!
Wednesday brought a repeat as well as that Friday, an awesome workout.
So I saw and felt what they could do in X-Training, but the real test was yet to come.
Once I was to the island this week, I had planned out my workout schedule, run days, and X-Training.
I decided to try a run day in the Free's...5 miles on the hilly terrian and roads of Dominica.
Um, wow!
So all week my Newton's sat quietly on the closet shelf along with my orthotics.
I haven't worn either in over a week...and it hasn't bothered me or my knees.
So as I prepare to return to reality, I wonder what will happen once I am home.
Free's or Fig's for runs?
Run safe, run happy!
-d
I have a bit of a dilemma on my hands...or shall I say, my feet.
Back in March, I bought a pair of Newton's...again...rekindling a romance with performance from two years earlier.
Two weeks ago, before leaving for this trip, on a whim I bought a pair of Nike Free's.
I admit it was an impulse purchase based solely on wanting to say I have them, but I also really did think they wold be a great alternate of the Newton's on non-run option mornings of SealTeam .
So I tried them on a Monday SealTeam...cautious, went out slow...but nothing but heaven!
Wednesday brought a repeat as well as that Friday, an awesome workout.
So I saw and felt what they could do in X-Training, but the real test was yet to come.
Once I was to the island this week, I had planned out my workout schedule, run days, and X-Training.
I decided to try a run day in the Free's...5 miles on the hilly terrian and roads of Dominica.
Um, wow!
So all week my Newton's sat quietly on the closet shelf along with my orthotics.
I haven't worn either in over a week...and it hasn't bothered me or my knees.
So as I prepare to return to reality, I wonder what will happen once I am home.
Free's or Fig's for runs?
Run safe, run happy!
-d
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Three Things Thursday...
So I am blogging from Dominica, about 1600 miles from home...
Here is my Three Things Thursday!
One - what I have discovered - an amazing respect for the life one leads in an undeveloped third world country. Simple isn't the word. Nothing about the lives lived here by "average" citizens is simple. They have to work for everything. There is no tv, ac, radio, running water or electricity in the majority of houses (and I use the term houses loosely). This island is so clean, even though most residents live far below what we at home would consider the poverty line. Family is important and children grow up fast. Think of a 3 and 5 year old walking to school along the edge of a road unchaperoned, if that happened at home, the parents would be in jail. Animals are lucky to be born healthy and are mostly left to heal with on their own with any injury they might get. Strangers are not all bad, in fact, most here I have come across are more than happy to lend a hand for nothing more than the human interaction and a smile.
Two - what I love - waking up to a fanscinating sunrise and only the sounds of nature. Running through the streets and hearing nothing but the sound of my own steps and the hello's of those I pass by. How it can rain one minute (literally) and then everything is dry the next. The beauty of nature, untouched by man, and how it gives me goosebumps to think I might have been the first person to set foot on that very spot of land.
Three - what I miss - I miss my family and friends. I miss waking up to my two fur kids snuggled in my bed. I miss being able to have ice whenever I want it. I miss peanut butter and popcorn and green olives.
Still, I think I have found this to be the best and most rewarding trip so far for me.
More later, the plunge pool is calling...
Run safe, run happy!
-d
Here is my Three Things Thursday!
One - what I have discovered - an amazing respect for the life one leads in an undeveloped third world country. Simple isn't the word. Nothing about the lives lived here by "average" citizens is simple. They have to work for everything. There is no tv, ac, radio, running water or electricity in the majority of houses (and I use the term houses loosely). This island is so clean, even though most residents live far below what we at home would consider the poverty line. Family is important and children grow up fast. Think of a 3 and 5 year old walking to school along the edge of a road unchaperoned, if that happened at home, the parents would be in jail. Animals are lucky to be born healthy and are mostly left to heal with on their own with any injury they might get. Strangers are not all bad, in fact, most here I have come across are more than happy to lend a hand for nothing more than the human interaction and a smile.
Two - what I love - waking up to a fanscinating sunrise and only the sounds of nature. Running through the streets and hearing nothing but the sound of my own steps and the hello's of those I pass by. How it can rain one minute (literally) and then everything is dry the next. The beauty of nature, untouched by man, and how it gives me goosebumps to think I might have been the first person to set foot on that very spot of land.
Three - what I miss - I miss my family and friends. I miss waking up to my two fur kids snuggled in my bed. I miss being able to have ice whenever I want it. I miss peanut butter and popcorn and green olives.
Still, I think I have found this to be the best and most rewarding trip so far for me.
More later, the plunge pool is calling...
Run safe, run happy!
-d
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Three Things Thursday...
I wore my new Nike Free's Wednesday am to workout at Belle Isle.
I was skeptical going in, decided to hold back a bit, wondering and waiting for an issue or discomfort.
I waited.
And waited.
And.
Well.
I loved them.
No socks, no discomfort, felt like no shoe...Free.
Okay, this is a bit of a sensitive subject but I have never been one to hold back.
Bras ladies...support for the girls.
I won't point fingers, or anything else (LOL) but please, although none of you read my blog, I hope someone tells you.
And especially to the one that wears NO bra, you are doing yourself, nor us, any favors.
Even when I didn't have much of a chest, I made sure that everything was in it's place. It can't be comfortable. And it isn't comfortable to look at either.
Free at Last...
Yep, don't cry for me.
Friday begins a wonderful type of freedom for me.
A dream vacation to a sparsely populated island in the middle of nowhere.
Ahhhh.
7 days and 7 nights of unscheduled, uncharted fun, adventure and relaxation.
Don't worry, the running shoes and Camelbak are packed - gu's and gels, etc and I have even threatened to attempt to run the perimeter of the island. Full report on my return...
Run safe, run happy!
-d
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Friday Inspiration – and I don’t even watch baseball!
I don’t follow sports, I don’t even care for sports really…unless I am involved, but even I was touched by this story. Not necessarily for what it meant to baseball, but for the exemplary example of sportsmanship displayed not 1 but 2 men, either of whom before Thursday morning’s news, I had ever even heard of.
"With the most heartbreaking missed call in baseball history, Jim Joyce gave official proclamation to the 2010 baseball season: welcome to The Year of the Umpire.
Joyce happened to be working first base Wednesday night in Detroit for the game between the Tigers and the Indians when infamy did not just tap him on the shoulder, it slapped him upside the head. Tigers pitcher Armando Galarraga had just thrown the 21st perfect game in baseball history, and a ridiculous third perfecto inside of four weeks, when first baseman Miguel Cabrera threw to him covering first base on a grounder by Jason Donald for the 27th out. Cabrera celebrated. Only one thing was missing.
Jim Joyce called Donald safe.
There is no polite way to say this: Joyce blew the call. Galarraga caught the ball in plenty of time, even if it wedged precariously in the webbing of his glove, and scraped the base, even if inelegantly, with his foot. Immortal fame was his.
Jim Joyce took it away. He called Donald safe. No sign that Galarraga juggled the ball. No sign that he missed the base. Just safe. Pure and simple safe.
Umpires miss calls. It happens. Nobody feels worse when an umpire misses a call than the umpire himself. They are proud men who strive for a 100 percent success rate and are bound to be disappointed. Upon seeing a replay, Joyce was crushed.
"I just cost that kid a perfect game," the umpired admitted afterward. "I thought he beat the throw. I was convinced he beat the throw, until I saw the replay."
It was a classy move by Joyce, who also apologized to Galarraga personally. The pitcher told a Venezuelan reporter that Joyce was crying when he offered him his apology.
"He really feel bad. He probably feel more bad than me," Galarraga told Fox Sports Detroit. "Nobody's perfect, everybody's human. I understand. I give a lot of credit to the guy saying, 'Hey, I need to talk to you because I really say I'm sorry.' That don't happen. You don't see an umpire after the game say 'I'm sorry.'"
Yankees closer Mariano Rivera, after seeing a replay of the call Wednesday night at Yankee Stadium, said of about Joyce, "It happened to the best umpire we have in our game. The best. And a perfect gentleman. Obviously, it was a mistake. It was a perfect game. It's a shame for both of them, for the pitcher and for the umpire. But I'm telling you he is the best baseball has, and a great guy. It's just a shame."
And though Joyce became the story, Galarraga still achieved his own kind of fame that must never be forgotten. The man threw a perfect game and had it ripped out of his hands -- and yet he responded with grace and professionalism, a wry smile and the remarkable cool to climb right back up on the mound and get the 28th out. Galarraga should be remembered for not what he lost, but for what he gained: a place in posterity as sportsmanship personified.
While angry Tigers swarmed around the umpire after the final out and boos rained down from the Comerica Park fans, Galarraga stayed calm.
"I don't blame them a bit or anything that was said," Joyce said. "I would've said it myself if I had been Galarraga. I would've been the first person in my face, and he never said a word to me."
The life of Jim Joyce is changed forever, for having had the rotten luck of making the wrong call at the wrong time. Armando Galarraga walks away with a smile after umpire Jim Joyce (right) called Jason Donald safe with two outs in the ninth, ending Galarraga's bid for a perfect game.”
So – I really teared up over this story - here’s a man, walking away from the umpire that made a bad call and took away his chance at a place in the record books, yet he still has a smile on his face!
Whatever your “game” is – running, cycling, baseball or whatever, I hope you too love it for all the right reasons.
Run safe, run happy!
-d
"With the most heartbreaking missed call in baseball history, Jim Joyce gave official proclamation to the 2010 baseball season: welcome to The Year of the Umpire.
Joyce happened to be working first base Wednesday night in Detroit for the game between the Tigers and the Indians when infamy did not just tap him on the shoulder, it slapped him upside the head. Tigers pitcher Armando Galarraga had just thrown the 21st perfect game in baseball history, and a ridiculous third perfecto inside of four weeks, when first baseman Miguel Cabrera threw to him covering first base on a grounder by Jason Donald for the 27th out. Cabrera celebrated. Only one thing was missing.
Jim Joyce called Donald safe.
There is no polite way to say this: Joyce blew the call. Galarraga caught the ball in plenty of time, even if it wedged precariously in the webbing of his glove, and scraped the base, even if inelegantly, with his foot. Immortal fame was his.
Jim Joyce took it away. He called Donald safe. No sign that Galarraga juggled the ball. No sign that he missed the base. Just safe. Pure and simple safe.
Umpires miss calls. It happens. Nobody feels worse when an umpire misses a call than the umpire himself. They are proud men who strive for a 100 percent success rate and are bound to be disappointed. Upon seeing a replay, Joyce was crushed.
"I just cost that kid a perfect game," the umpired admitted afterward. "I thought he beat the throw. I was convinced he beat the throw, until I saw the replay."
It was a classy move by Joyce, who also apologized to Galarraga personally. The pitcher told a Venezuelan reporter that Joyce was crying when he offered him his apology.
"He really feel bad. He probably feel more bad than me," Galarraga told Fox Sports Detroit. "Nobody's perfect, everybody's human. I understand. I give a lot of credit to the guy saying, 'Hey, I need to talk to you because I really say I'm sorry.' That don't happen. You don't see an umpire after the game say 'I'm sorry.'"
Yankees closer Mariano Rivera, after seeing a replay of the call Wednesday night at Yankee Stadium, said of about Joyce, "It happened to the best umpire we have in our game. The best. And a perfect gentleman. Obviously, it was a mistake. It was a perfect game. It's a shame for both of them, for the pitcher and for the umpire. But I'm telling you he is the best baseball has, and a great guy. It's just a shame."
And though Joyce became the story, Galarraga still achieved his own kind of fame that must never be forgotten. The man threw a perfect game and had it ripped out of his hands -- and yet he responded with grace and professionalism, a wry smile and the remarkable cool to climb right back up on the mound and get the 28th out. Galarraga should be remembered for not what he lost, but for what he gained: a place in posterity as sportsmanship personified.
While angry Tigers swarmed around the umpire after the final out and boos rained down from the Comerica Park fans, Galarraga stayed calm.
"I don't blame them a bit or anything that was said," Joyce said. "I would've said it myself if I had been Galarraga. I would've been the first person in my face, and he never said a word to me."
The life of Jim Joyce is changed forever, for having had the rotten luck of making the wrong call at the wrong time. Armando Galarraga walks away with a smile after umpire Jim Joyce (right) called Jason Donald safe with two outs in the ninth, ending Galarraga's bid for a perfect game.”
So – I really teared up over this story - here’s a man, walking away from the umpire that made a bad call and took away his chance at a place in the record books, yet he still has a smile on his face! And behind him stands a man who was big enough to admit it and sincerely apologize.
Thank you both, so often sportsmanship, professionalism and just plain grace is lost in a world where salaries, fame and egos often outshine the game and what it means…thank you for reminding me yet again what “For Love of The Game” means…
Whatever your “game” is – running, cycling, baseball or whatever, I hope you too love it for all the right reasons.
Run safe, run happy!
-d
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