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As old man winter tops the hill, I start spending a lot more time in my apartment, y'know, learning new stuff. No snowboarding this winter because of a niggling right knee injury that has recently become a bit too active for my liking. I will consider snow sports next year...or maybe I will just go ahead and do a bit of low impact snow shoeing. I do like the feel of crisp, cold air and that moment when snowfall makes your tracks disappear almost as fast as you make them. Squatting and overhead pressing as always will help keep the knee and all my other joints running smoothly. It is when I don't train that I start feeling a bit rusty all over: that right knee throbs with a dull, warm ache, the left shoulder starts stinging and I end up leaning for an indefinite period against a wall thinking of nothing.


Spicy chicken and beans will do a body a world of good. Try washing it down with a bit of Jamaican rum.

Last month I finally left a comfortable job of 10 years for an unknown length Contract position in the Back Bay. The previous job allowed me to make a steady living and will without doubt stay fondly in my memories. With solid and genial colleagues, I had a swell time there and was able to pursue my hobbies and outdoor activities fully.

But no more driving or getting stuck in traffic!

So far the new position, on the 30th floor of a well-known landmark, has been interesting enough as I am finally getting to work on technologies that I had wanted to be involved with for a good while. Plus I can't quite get enough of that late evening light which, like the perfect suit, splendidly drapes itself over Boston all the way toward the bluish-gray waters of the Atlantic off the city's waterfront. I do not yet know how this new position will turn out in the next few months but not knowing was part of what I was taking on when I decided to make a change for, I hope, the better. These days I go to bed early like 9. I am up by 5 AM, at the office by 7.30 and out by 4.

Last winter, I started working on hand balancing during the long winter evenings and could by early summer do a free handstand that lasted a few seconds. I hope to conquer the handstand fully this winter. My rock climbing experience in the past few years has proved that while my grip has steadily improved, it is nowhere near as good as it could be. So specialized grip work in anticipation of next season's climbing is in the near future. I am also on week 3 of a 10 week deadlifting program to get my 1 RM on that lift upto 400 Lbs. The program was conceived by the incomparable Ed Coan. I am already twitching thinking of the brute force I will need to conscientiously apply tomorrow evening, the 4th week of the program, in an effort to pull 355 Lbs off the floor of my folks' basement. I stopped deadlifting in gyms a long time ago. After the 10th week, I will move on to something else...probably a standard bodybuilding program.


Stuff I will be using to strengthen my grip at home. For resistance, I just tie an adjustable dumbbell to the hooks. Next spring, my brother and I plan to start using a Farmer's Walk implement to develop our grip.

I recently completed a book called The Atlantic Shore by John Hay. This book was written around 1966 and describes the beauty of the ecology of the coast from Long Island to Nova Scotia. The book is science that reads like poetry. An elderly neighbor of a friend of mine down in Weymouth lent it to me. I just ordered another John Hay book that I found on Amazon called The Way to the Salt Marsh. I am anticipating that one will be caressed with care just before I fall asleep for the next month. I am also on Misha Glenny's Balkans. That one will take a while longer to finish. I've been reading it a bit in the train on the way to the office.



Following my pleasant experience with Chamomile tea starting early this Fall, I ordered, at the recommendation of my brother, Green Tea Kombucha a couple of weeks ago and have found it immensely enjoyable, drinking up to 3 cups a day. In comparison, this past week I have had about 3 cups of coffee in total.

And for those evenings when I particularly don't feel like doing anything, I will just put my feet up and lose myself in blue swirls of fragrance...

A great man once wrote,

"It's time to stop micro waving your testicles or whatever it is you do to sterilize them. Look above you. There are stars in the heavens above. Look around you. There are trees, mountains, and rivers to explore, women to f..."

With that thought, I will sign off now.

Worst Shopping Run Ever

David emailed me a link to this video today. Hilarious!

Celestial Seasonings Chamomile Herbal Tea (A brief product review)

I developed a taste for this tea recently. It got even better once I started adding half a teaspoon of homemade honey -- $4 a jar -- given to me by Russ at the office. With the honey, this tea tastes like iced tea, only milder...and warmer, of course. I prefer the tea with honey as the honey makes the tea somewhat thicker in composition. I am now drinking up to two cups a day. I don't add milk or cream to it.

Try this tea with a cream of wheat breakfast. I have not made any coffee at all at home in the past week.

Breakfast at Easter's Country Kitchen

Steak, eggs, toast and coffee.

A poem, everyone, a poem!

So this girl I am seeing couldn't make any peach tarts. Being the presumptuous son of a gun that I am, I came with a poem from the point of view of the girl ;-)

O dear little peach tart,
You've played such a vital part,
In that life of mine so smart,
But now I am seeing an upstart,
Who happens to be pretty swart,
That means you have to depart.

Sweet.

Running Injuries

If you are a slow runner or "jogger", this likely won't apply to you. I am talking about sprinting. Earlier this summer, during a sprinting session, I felt a little tug behind my left knee right at the crease. So I stopped sprinting because I wasn't sure what the heck was going on. That knee was slightly uncomfortable for a few hours after. I decided to take a month off from running. During that time, I went on a road trip and then started working on my full squat numbers.

I started sprinting again two weeks ago and sure enough, toward the end of that 1/2 hour session, there was that tugging again. So last week, I did a bit of research to figure out what could be causing that. And I realized that I was probably hyper-extending my left knee at the same time the left foot touched the ground...slightly behind me in order to propel me forward. So then it seemed like a question of form. This past Sunday, I decided to concentrate on a high knee lift on the leading leg. This seemed to give me the impression that I was running slower. But my left knee didn't bother me. I realized that by raising my knee high, the foot of that leg touched the ground more under me, whilst the knee was still bent, rather than behind me, when the knee would be more extended. With my form now corrected, and as long as I "pawed" the ground enough with that foot, I realized that I could actually propel myself faster.

So I now seem to have perfected my sprinting technique with a high knee lift of the leading leg, shoulders down and vigorous pumping action of the arms (and elbows maintained at around a 45 degree angle). Only time will tell as to how efficient this new sprinting mechanic will affect my body.

In the Red (A brief novel review)

In the Red
by Regan C. Ashbaugh

I started on this book this past Sunday afternoon and wrapped it up shortly before midnight the same day. I couldn't put it down. Usually when it comes to fiction, I prefer stories that have to do with the sea or artsy thrillers like The Da Vinci Code. But I am glad that I deviated a bit from my preference this time around.

The beef that I have with a lot of authors today is that, in their books, they throw in two "items" as if that provides some sort of dimension to the main character or the book. These are:

1. The hero has to deal with a demon or demons.
2. There is usually a beautiful damsel who "somehow" tags along with our hero so that our hero can rescue her and/or put up with her.
   

Well, our hero in this book does deal with demons. But when he does, it does not appear put on or forced and that is important. The demons have a real relevance to what is happening in the story at present.

There is also a beautiful woman involved but she does not make an appearance until about 3/5ths of the way into the book. Initially her presence appears close to being superficial but as we near the climax her involvement does have an impact on how it all ends. Still, there were other things happening in the book that were so riveting that I probably would not have noticed any superficiality.

This is a thick book but without any fat. It is clear from the description of the crime scenes and the various scenes approaching Wall Street that Regan, a firefighter himself, has done quite a bit of research. The book has been paced beautifully and has a lot of atmosphere. It briefly rekindled memories of some of the James Hadley Chase novels I read as a kid.