Semi-Wordless Wednesday: Back at the Gym
>> Wednesday, August 24, 2022
I mentioned in Monday's post that the boys were gone for a few days last week. So on Thursday, I hit the gym at one of the schools where I formally taught:
Feeling the post-workout burn.
Later: red spots under my calluses from using a heavy bar for the first time in a while!...
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Wet Intervals and Dry Tempo Ride
>> Monday, August 22, 2022
Ten days ago, I hit the track for some 3x1600 intervals with 3:00 rest between. It was raining. And it was only going to get worse, so I headed out in the rain. I didn't do as long of a warm-up, and I didn't stand around as much before starting my first interval. I ran the first one and was concerned about the pooling water on the turns of the track (and how it was mainly getting my left foot soaked), so I ran #2 the other direction (clockwise) which I NEVER do. At the start of #3, it was POURING. My shoes were just clomping on the track because they were so heavy. Here's what I ran:
2:48.16 + 2:48.35 = 5:36.51
2:48.11 + 2:45.03 = 5:33.14
2:48.12 + 2:44.53 = 5:32.65
I was pleasantly surprised by that descend! After the first 2 being relatively close, I figured I'd crap out during #3, especially when it started absolutely pouring. So those weren't great times, but I'm OK with them based on the weather. (And it's funny that 4 of my 6 800s were within 0.24 sec!)
Soaked selfie back home.
NOT BLOOD! My orange laces bled all over my white socks.
Everything is soaked in this photo. Gross.
Damn it, weather app! (And these amounted to nothing as well...)
Along the river, across the river on I35, and then an out-and-back on Big Rivers Trail.
Heart rate. The big "plateau" at 22:00 is crossing the river, and the big
spike at 45:00 is climbing that hill on Big Rivers from 494. Not a flat ride!
And then in my "cool down," I road up Ohio Hill (1-2, 2:21) and Ramsey Hill (3-4, 1:22)
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Crayfish Hunting
>> Saturday, August 20, 2022
Last month, my boys and I spent a little time in Minnehaha Creek below the falls. We got their early and started catching crayfish with small nets and our hands. (To be clear, the boys had nets, and dad used his hands. Typical.) I posted some photos on social media noting "According to Charlie, we are going to come back in a few days with a bucket so we can have a crayfish feed. We’ll see..."
Here are some pics:
My boys are the only ones down there! Let's hear it for early weekday mornings!
Netted.
Stalking.
This is what we were after.
More stalking.
Again, an oddly quiet scene if you are a local.
Our spoils.
Henry with the biggest one of the day...
... and Charlie with the next biggest.
Their 2 biggest (dubbed the "king" and "queen") are on the far right.
Queen had a slight blue/green tint as you can see.
The cats were NOT sure what we brought home!
Don't be alarmed: the little chunks you might see are herbs from the creole
mix and NOT dirt/sand/poop from the crayfish that I didn't get cleaned off.
The boys both sucked the juices out of the heads, and didn't think it was too bad!
A plate of shells after lunch.
Here's a video of trying some of the meat for the first time:
Direct link: https://youtu.be/5vkg6vM_wa8
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Friday Funny 2125: Men vs Women
>> Friday, August 19, 2022
A conversation with my wife.
I'm smart enough to know I ALWAYS need a list. Even if I really just need 3 things. LIST.
The next one explains this one if you don't get it...
My drinking preferences/thoughts exactly!
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