Print Story First group ride of the season was yesterday
By lm (Sun Mar 11, 2018 at 10:21:39 AM EST) (all tags)
... a short 25 miler with lots of hills (1300 feet f climing).

I showed up on Covfefe, my commuter with fenders, in sweatpants and mountain bike sandals while everyone else was full spandex dork and riding their racing bikes.

Note to riders: you will dust almost everyone riding an 11/25 or 11/28 going up the hills if you have an 11/32 on back. And you will dust almost everyone going down hills if you're a fat bastard.

Mostly unrelated random anecdotes follow.

Last week on my Saturday run, the male half of a couple just hanging out in the park stopped me.

"Does your girlfriend spoil you?"


"Your significant other. Does he or she spoil you? She (nods at the female half of the couple) never spoils me."

<briefly looks back and forth at the two halves of the couple>

'Well, she's worth it right?"

"Hell, no."

<looks at female half of the couple>

'Dump his ass. Run away as fast as you can and don't look back. You don't want to be with someone who does not think you are worth it.'

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So I tried cryotherapy the other day. If you're unacquainted this is a treatment where they put you in a chamber with your head sticking out and fill the chamber with compressed nitrogen gas to cool the temp down to negative four hundred and fifty of God's own degrees. After three minutes, they open and the chamber and ...

... you feel really, really chill. I don't ever recall being that relaxed (at least while sober) in my life. For about an hour, nothing hurt. No sore muscles. No creaky joints. I just felt normal.

My normal muscle pains started coming back after that hour, not nearly as severe as normal. My normal join pain didn't start coming back for about a week.

It's a bit pricey. But it was fun and I felt really, really good afterwards. I'll probably schedule treatments after my races this year.

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This year in Sunday school, I've been doing a lesson plan based on Church history. I've read plenty of Church history but usually only in broad strokes. But I'm trying to go a bit more in depth with the kids I teach. A few Sundays I've just done history in the typical broad stokes. I mean, it's something you just have to do sometimes.

But most Sundays, I pick one figure, spend about ten or fifteen minutes talking about their biography and any important historical events during their lifetime and then spend the balance of the class on a close reading of their writings. It's good fun, the kids seem to enjoy it, and i makes history a little more personal.

Hopefully this method is also teaching kids how to critically read. My general process to have the kids take turns reading a paragraph sentence by sentence and ask them to try to explain it in their own words. Aside from whatever value they're getting out of it, it's always fun to see a text read by fresh eyes.

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My eldest daughter just landed her first professional job. Right out of her MA program, she started working for a business owned by the parents of one of her friends, tutoring autistic children. The pay was low and the work was emotionally grueling. Then her fiancee (who works in customs) transferred from JFK down to IAD. They've been staying with me and the wife while she looks for a job.

The new job is in NoVa working for a liver disease association. Thus far she likes it. Given she's been there less than two full weeks, she's still in the honeymoon stage.

Her and That Boy are now apartment hunting across the river. Commuting from MoCo to VA every day isn't the most fun thing in the world.

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After my group ride yesterday, I was eating pizza with and full of the tri club members. The gossiping turned to a member who wasn't present who is always obsessing about losing weight. She dropped over a 100 pounds and is now constantly hawking her personal trainer and the MLM nutritional business that she's doing on the side.

I mentioned that I get out of those discussions by looking her in the face and say that I'm trying to gain weight. Somewhere in there I let it drop that I currently clocking in at 210 pounds. For reference, I'm 5' 10.5".

They were all in shock. They couldn't believe I weighed that much. Apparently I don't "look" the part.

I tend towards 215. But it's lent. Between being demotivated to eat and taking training seriously for the first time since 2016, I'll probably drop more.

The scale still says I'm a fat bastard. Currently 23.9% body fat according to the wizardry of bioimpedance. I haven't been non-fat according to the gizmo in months.


I'm currently reading The Athenian Murders by Jose Carlos Somoza. It's entertaining enough. It reads like Foucault's Pendulum and Sophie's World had a torrid one night stand and 9 months later a love child was born and abandoned in an orphanage.

The main plot device is to simultaneously tell a story set in classical Greece and a story set in the contemporary world by means of translator's notes in a translation of an ancient Greek work.

It's not compelling, but it's fun.

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I'm not seeing much in his CV to indicate ... by lm (4.00 / 0) #2 Sun Mar 11, 2018 at 09:30:50 PM EST
... that he's all that well versed in Church history.

There is no more degenerate kind of state than that in which the richest are supposed to be the best.
Cicero, The Republic
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