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Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Sunday, May 21, 2006
thunderstorm warning...
I guess my last wish may come true... it was nice most most of the weekend, with an occasional light sprinkle here and there. Then just as I got home earlier this evening, the sky opened up and a deluge of wind gusts, hail, and huge ass raindrops flooded the streets. Funny, I recall making a comment to Derek how omnious the sky looked as I was getting out of my car in the driveway earlier.
Within a matter of minutes after walking into the house, the wind was howling at the same time the hail came down and the street instantly had an inch of standing water. Then the National Weather Service severe storm warning came on while we were watching TV.
I wonder what the fields look like?
Within a matter of minutes after walking into the house, the wind was howling at the same time the hail came down and the street instantly had an inch of standing water. Then the National Weather Service severe storm warning came on while we were watching TV.
I wonder what the fields look like?
Wednesday, May 17, 2006
I am hoping for rain.... next week...
so that my softball games would get rained out, and I have an extra week to get my ankle healed up....Will I have bad kharma forever because I wished for something like this?
rain IS in the forecast....
rain IS in the forecast....
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Mother Goose
As of late, I've been doing a little here and a little there. Nothing too strenuos, but gradually trying to work my way from back the ankle boo-boo. Today marked its 3 week anniversary. Scary thing is that I still cannot run yet without limping. I can scurry a little, but I'll bet that I look funny doing it. Good thing is that I found out last week I can still ride my bike, so I went for a nice & easy ride earlier this evening.
I didn't really plan on going in any direction, but thought that it would be nice to ride along the river on such a warm sunny day. After taking a few detours to explore streets I hadn't been on before, I started heading toward the north bank bike path that runs along the Willamette River. As I rode along, I notice an unusual park sign in an area that I didn't think would have a park. My curiosity got the best of me, so I rode toward this sign, which was kind of tucked away between the end of a quiet neighborhood and the very edge of a commercial zone, both of which backed onto the local expressway.
I rode closer and it looked kind of woodsy, with a small path leading away from either side of the sign. I thought to myself "why didn't I know about this place before?" I figured, what the hey, and started riding down one of the paths. Who knows, it may be a back way to the bike path somewhere. As I rode a few more feet, the small woody area started to clear, and I noticed that this "park" was actually a "bog", yeah, like a mosquito pond.. there were also signs that there may have been transients camped out here. Nonetheless, my Lewis & Clark mindset was urging me to keep going.
I noticed that a little ways down the path, there was a big white goose, and a couple of Canadian geese hanging around the edge of this "pond". I thought to myself, "I wonder if they will freak out if I ride closer.. will they give chase, or will they fly away?" They sure weren't very far from the little dirt path and I had to ride pretty close if I wanted to get by...Oh look, the big white goose is going to fly away...uh, nope.. he/she is coming this way... oh wait..I'm getting closer.. she's getting closer, .... I then realized that this bird may not be really happy and my right foot is awfully close to her... this big honking bird started to charge towards me, big orange bill and all wide open, wings flapping... not a happy one...just as I rode past, I realized that oh.. there were two grey goslings that I hadn't noticed before....ahh.. no wonder she was pissed at me..I was encroaching on her territory and her babies. Doh! So while a close call, it was just mother nature at work once again. I managed to make my way out of the "boggy park" and rode away unscathed. whew!
Although it was after 7pm, the air was still warm and light was still abundant, so I continued riding. I made my way down to the river and began heading east down the bike path. All the energy I hadn't used over the past few weeks fueled my charge down the bike path. I kept on passing people along the way, bikers and runners alike. I felt so free!!! One of the neatest things about this bike path is that there are wide open grassy areas as well as narrow curvy paths in woody areas. A few bumps and here from the tree roots dot the asphalt, but a very smooth and easy ride overall. The bike paths run for miles east and west, but with the limited sunlight hours, I decided to start heading back to the house. Rather than retracing the way I came, I decided to explore a different part of the street bike path system that I have seen many times, but have not yet rode. By the time I arrived back at home, it was an hour later and the daylight was fading quickly. I figured that I had rode about 12 miles altogether. It felt great to hear the wind whizzing by my ears and my heart racing a bit. Life is good!
I didn't really plan on going in any direction, but thought that it would be nice to ride along the river on such a warm sunny day. After taking a few detours to explore streets I hadn't been on before, I started heading toward the north bank bike path that runs along the Willamette River. As I rode along, I notice an unusual park sign in an area that I didn't think would have a park. My curiosity got the best of me, so I rode toward this sign, which was kind of tucked away between the end of a quiet neighborhood and the very edge of a commercial zone, both of which backed onto the local expressway.
I rode closer and it looked kind of woodsy, with a small path leading away from either side of the sign. I thought to myself "why didn't I know about this place before?" I figured, what the hey, and started riding down one of the paths. Who knows, it may be a back way to the bike path somewhere. As I rode a few more feet, the small woody area started to clear, and I noticed that this "park" was actually a "bog", yeah, like a mosquito pond.. there were also signs that there may have been transients camped out here. Nonetheless, my Lewis & Clark mindset was urging me to keep going.
I noticed that a little ways down the path, there was a big white goose, and a couple of Canadian geese hanging around the edge of this "pond". I thought to myself, "I wonder if they will freak out if I ride closer.. will they give chase, or will they fly away?" They sure weren't very far from the little dirt path and I had to ride pretty close if I wanted to get by...Oh look, the big white goose is going to fly away...uh, nope.. he/she is coming this way... oh wait..I'm getting closer.. she's getting closer, .... I then realized that this bird may not be really happy and my right foot is awfully close to her... this big honking bird started to charge towards me, big orange bill and all wide open, wings flapping... not a happy one...just as I rode past, I realized that oh.. there were two grey goslings that I hadn't noticed before....ahh.. no wonder she was pissed at me..I was encroaching on her territory and her babies. Doh! So while a close call, it was just mother nature at work once again. I managed to make my way out of the "boggy park" and rode away unscathed. whew!
Although it was after 7pm, the air was still warm and light was still abundant, so I continued riding. I made my way down to the river and began heading east down the bike path. All the energy I hadn't used over the past few weeks fueled my charge down the bike path. I kept on passing people along the way, bikers and runners alike. I felt so free!!! One of the neatest things about this bike path is that there are wide open grassy areas as well as narrow curvy paths in woody areas. A few bumps and here from the tree roots dot the asphalt, but a very smooth and easy ride overall. The bike paths run for miles east and west, but with the limited sunlight hours, I decided to start heading back to the house. Rather than retracing the way I came, I decided to explore a different part of the street bike path system that I have seen many times, but have not yet rode. By the time I arrived back at home, it was an hour later and the daylight was fading quickly. I figured that I had rode about 12 miles altogether. It felt great to hear the wind whizzing by my ears and my heart racing a bit. Life is good!
Thursday, May 11, 2006
the verdict
Let me start by stating that I am drinking my first Red Bull in 2.5 weeks. Let me continue by saying that I haven't had any Red Bull recently because I have been sitting on my butt for the last 2.5 weeks because of my ankle injury. Nonetheless, the purpose of my discussion today is the verdict - from my doctor, that is. So here I go...
Saw my doctor yesterday for my ankle check-up. I have never been so anxious or impatient about going to see the doctor before. It seemed like the days just dragged on forever before I left work and headed to the doc's office. Mind you, the traffic jam en route didn't help the cause. Hey, at least they didn't make me waste away in the waiting room for an hour before seeing me - like my last visit. (aside: I should note here that my dentist is awesome. I have never had to wait past my appointment time during any of my visits. Thus, he's been my dentist for over 10 years - even when I lived in SF, I'd schedule my cleanings around trips home to Oregon).
After checking for strength and flexibility by tapping and pressing his finger in different spots on my ankle, my doc told me he was surprised at how fast I had progressed since I first saw him two weeks ago. (woohoo!) Apparently, he hadn't intended on having me start on some of the more advanced ankle rehab exercises until after this check-up. I had been doing them for about 1.5 weeks cuz I thought I was supposed to. I was able to do all except for 2 of them at this point. My doc explained that some of the pain that I still have is probably a bone bruise (talus bone probably collided with the end of my tibia). Of course, then the tightness in my foot arch and heel is a result of muscles and ligaments trying to compensate for the bruise.
Since Blogger is freaking out right now, I'll just get to the point instead of ramble. Basically, I've been cleared to start doing more active activities, like running. It will probably be another week before I can resume my more intense sports (i.e., basketball & soccer), but softball and volleyball should be okay once I can jog or run without limping. Of course, the lateral movements are going to be the next thing before I can actually sprint, but still, woo-hoo! I'm on the road to recovery!
Saw my doctor yesterday for my ankle check-up. I have never been so anxious or impatient about going to see the doctor before. It seemed like the days just dragged on forever before I left work and headed to the doc's office. Mind you, the traffic jam en route didn't help the cause. Hey, at least they didn't make me waste away in the waiting room for an hour before seeing me - like my last visit. (aside: I should note here that my dentist is awesome. I have never had to wait past my appointment time during any of my visits. Thus, he's been my dentist for over 10 years - even when I lived in SF, I'd schedule my cleanings around trips home to Oregon).
After checking for strength and flexibility by tapping and pressing his finger in different spots on my ankle, my doc told me he was surprised at how fast I had progressed since I first saw him two weeks ago. (woohoo!) Apparently, he hadn't intended on having me start on some of the more advanced ankle rehab exercises until after this check-up. I had been doing them for about 1.5 weeks cuz I thought I was supposed to. I was able to do all except for 2 of them at this point. My doc explained that some of the pain that I still have is probably a bone bruise (talus bone probably collided with the end of my tibia). Of course, then the tightness in my foot arch and heel is a result of muscles and ligaments trying to compensate for the bruise.
Since Blogger is freaking out right now, I'll just get to the point instead of ramble. Basically, I've been cleared to start doing more active activities, like running. It will probably be another week before I can resume my more intense sports (i.e., basketball & soccer), but softball and volleyball should be okay once I can jog or run without limping. Of course, the lateral movements are going to be the next thing before I can actually sprint, but still, woo-hoo! I'm on the road to recovery!
Sunday, May 07, 2006
sigh...
Nope, not there yet. I keep hoping, but nope, not yet. I was hoping to be up and back to the old routine within 2 weeks, but no such luck. I guess my doc was serious when he told me that they put David Robinson on the 14-day DL when he had a similar ankle injury. Derek keeps telling me I need to be "realistic" about when I go back to the old routine again. But having said that, this is the worst injury I have ever had, so how can I be realistic when I have nothing else to compare it to?
I did finally manage to drag myself into the gym today. I suppose I was probably a bit depressed because I sure have been moody lately and all I wanted to do was sit infront of the TV and eat. Not that I could have done much else, but I was sure feeling quite down about my ankle. The whole time I was at the gym, I felt like I was walking around in slow motion. I biked for about 20 minutes, lifted weights, then swam a few laps. Mind you that I am not a good swimmer, so it was challenging enough as it was. On top of that, I don't have goggles, so I took my contacts out before hand. Talk about blind leading the blind! I was a bit tenative at first because I was afraid that the water would put too much pressure on my ankle when I was kicking. Once I figured out that it didn't hurt, I got going for a few laps.
It felt good to sweat and breathe hard again. I just hope that this doesn't end up being a golf-only summer...
I did finally manage to drag myself into the gym today. I suppose I was probably a bit depressed because I sure have been moody lately and all I wanted to do was sit infront of the TV and eat. Not that I could have done much else, but I was sure feeling quite down about my ankle. The whole time I was at the gym, I felt like I was walking around in slow motion. I biked for about 20 minutes, lifted weights, then swam a few laps. Mind you that I am not a good swimmer, so it was challenging enough as it was. On top of that, I don't have goggles, so I took my contacts out before hand. Talk about blind leading the blind! I was a bit tenative at first because I was afraid that the water would put too much pressure on my ankle when I was kicking. Once I figured out that it didn't hurt, I got going for a few laps.
It felt good to sweat and breathe hard again. I just hope that this doesn't end up being a golf-only summer...
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