Early Mass by bike: 29 minutes, 4.82 miles, 10.0 mph. Laundry. A short nap in the lakeside hammock. Some sock knitting. A gorgeous homemade pizza for dinner.
08-08-16 Saturday
Bayside Out&Back: 63 minutes, 3.49 miles, 3.3 mph, HR=109. “The Government Inspector” at the Guthrie. Tandem bike to a yard Party in St.Boni: 114 minutes, 24.83 miles, 13 mph, HR=111.
2008-08-15 Friday
Again this week, Avery wants nothing to do with the kayak or paddle boat. She wasn’t keen on a bike ride either, until I informed her that was the only way we were getting to the park. Seven minutes after we arrived at the park; “G’ma! I have to go potty!!”. A block away, she lets me know she’s not wearing her helmet. Shame on G’ma for not noticing! Back we go. Grab the helmet, plunk it on her head and off towards home again! We made it. Yay Avery!!!
2008-08-14 Thursday
I met my new Corporate Banker today. We had a giggle at lunch when we discovered she’s dated “Death by Meatloaf” as well.
2008-08-13 Wednesday
Four hours of sleep is not enough!
Here’s A Thought
“Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from bad judgment.” Rita Mae Brown
Here’s A Thought
“Good judgment comes from experience, and often experience comes from bad judgment.” Rita Mae Brown
2008-08-12 Tuesday
Tuesday coffee date. Bike ride to Wayzata and back: 71 minutes, 13.4 miles, 11.3 mph, HR=127.
2008-08-11 Monday
At bed time last night, Hanna peed on the floor. How else could she tell me she’s got blood in her urine and needs to see the Vet? Great. Someone else has been using my VISA card. Well, not the card, but the number. Life Insurance physical at my house. My week is off to a good start. Or not.
2008-08-10 Sunday
Early Mass. Fox/Willow/Watertown Loop: 75 minutes, 4.17 miles, 3.3 mph, HR=113. A dog in the neighborhood barked all day long. Finally, we set out to discover why. We found a smallish black lab in an outdoor kennel with little water and no food. No one seemed to be home. Mystery solved, we returned home. Knowing it was a case of an unaware/uncaring owner made it even harder to listen to the barking. Finally at 9:00 pm we brought the dog to my house, leaving a note in the kennel and, courtesy of the closest neighbor, a voicemail where they might reclaim the dog. Her name is Shaylee. She wasn’t thrilled to be at my house and Hanna wasn’t thrilled to have her. But, at least she stopped the barking! I had her leash in the back hallway and she kept picking it up and dragging it to the door. Her Owner claimed her about 11 pm.