Friday, November 16, 2007

Guest blogger! AP on fall projects

A quick introduction: While I write jubilant posts about knitting a scarf or the first and only time I've canned anything, my friend AP knits sweaters and puts up provisions for the winter that would make anyone's grandma proud. She can brew beer, make cheese (from cows she's milked), and makes a mean pear pie. No wonder she was better at Girl Scouts than I was. I've asked her to tell us a bit about what she's been up to... she makes all the amazing things she does sound so easy and doable.

I keep trying and not getting around to writing my own blog about projects I’m working on so I thought I’d use my five minutes as a “guest blogger” and stick to my theme by telling you about some of my fall projects. We finally had a frost here in my northern Midwest City a full month later than our September 25th average, and I’ve decided I better get to all of the fall projects I’ve been putting off for weeks. They’re some of my favorite tasks of the year so I don’t know why it’s been so difficult. An afternoon of time away from work has been extraordinarily helpful.

1. Seed Saving
Well, really my primary task was to clean out all of the ugly, dead, frozen things from the garden in front of the house. I have a neighbor who pays more attention to my yard than I do and has even been known to mow my lawn and cut back my plants that don’t meet her specifications. So, for the neighbor’s sake, I thought I’d relocate the in situ compost to the proper bin in the backyard. In the process, though, I collected some seeds from my scarlet runner beans to plant again next year. Though my trellising was quite inadequate this year, I’m convinced scarlet runner beans would look great climbing up the front of my house all the way to the roof. Now that they’re all cleaned out, my front gardens aren’t much to look at—I’m considering talking a friend into painting some faux plants on my foundation. Instead, here’s a photo of my saved scarlet runner bean seeds. Aren’t they gorgeous?



















2. Salsa Verde
A few years ago, I was all excited about growing tomatillos so I planted a whole bed in my garden and, as anyone who’s ever grown tomatillos can imagine, I came to regret it. Even if I liked tomatillos, which it turns out I don’t, not much anyway, a whole bed, no matter how small the bed, is WAY TOO MANY (unless you have a good market). Tomatillos are prolific in a big way. Not only will one plant produce an unfathomable number of fruits that are incongruently both sickly sweet and bitter, there is no way you will possibly pick all of the fruit and they will self seed and come back many times over the following year again and again and again. So it happened that without planting a single tomatillo plant in my garden this year, I felt obligated during a recent afternoon in the garden to harvest a full paper grocery bag of the little buggers.


















I gave away an armload to a friend who thought they might be good roasted with honey, my roommate made a triple batch of enchilada sauce, and I still have too many for my liking. I haven’t heard how the roasting with honey went, the enchiladas were quite tasty and I’ll be making salsa verde tonight. It’s really quite convenient that I also harvested a bag of jalapeno peppers during the same trip to the garden.















3. Garlic
Though she may have crossed the line in doing my gardening for me on occasion, it turns out that my neighbor may have a point. Last fall, after moving away from many years on a farm into an urban house with a very small yard, I tried to compensate by planting my backyard full of garlic. This summer, when the garlic should have been pulled out of the ground and hung in a cool place to dry, I was busy living my new, urban life and didn’t get to it. Today when I went to see if all was lost, I found that my undug garlic bulbs had actually sprouted into a second generation. I decided to make the most of my inattentiveness and try an experiment—will pre-sprouted garlic cloves survive transplanting just before winter? I dug a few clumps of new shoots, separated them and replanted them in a different garden. They’re well mulched to keep the weeds out while I’m ignoring them next year. We’ll see how it goes.


















4. Horseradish
Another thing I inherited in my garden this year was a copious supply of horseradish. I’ve wanted to make horseradish sauce for a few years and never seem to get around to it so I decided this was my year.

















It’s really a very easy process. You dig up the roots, clean and peel them, blend them with water, drain the water off, pack the mush in a jar and top it off with vinegar. Apparently, the longer the ground horseradish is exposed to air, the more hot and pungent it gets due to some enzymatic process. So, well prepared cooks who manage to top their horseradish mush off immediately will end up with a milder version while disorganized folks with too little counter space who wait at least three minutes to get the vinegar poured will have a hotter product. I have a heck of a lot of horseradish now so I hope it’s tasty.









5. Herbs
I was going to write a little more abut drying herbs and how I killed half of my houseplants this week but there’s not really too much to say. I’ll leave it at this: Herbs are super easy to dry. If you have a garden or know of a garden that you can snip a few herbs from (thyme, sage and rosemary have all probably survived the frost we’ve had to date), snip a few, tie a string around them and hang them upside down until they’re crunchy. When they’re completely dry, pull them from their stems and store them in a lidded glass jar (they get dusty if you leave them hanging from the curtain rod in your kitchen all winter.) This also works with bunches of herbs you buy from the grocery and don’t use all of.


















And my poor houseplants. They’re dropping like flies. So far this week, I’ve lost my mint, a huge old aloe, and a lavender plant that had been doing SO well all summer.

















Perhaps it’s the aphids that I found on my pretty indoor pepper plant.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

In the fridge

Another interesting? strange? internet trend is to post the contents of your fridge.
So here it is. Uncensored. Quite full from a recent grocery run and a few treats from my parent's Costco run.
























My god the condiments. Especially the hot sauces. What is wrong with us?
And I don't take responsibility for those Velveeta (i.e. emergency comfort grilled cheese) slices. Although I don't deny partaking.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Day of no multitasking

If you've ever done yoga or meditated, you know what not multitasking is like. The constant fight to be in the moment, not thinking or doing anything else... and failing... then trying again, and achieving moments of restful calm... before thinking about that email you need to send and what you're going to have for dinner.

Here are the things I didn't do today:
1. Read the newspaper while drying my hair and then eating breakfast
2. Listen to the radio while driving

















3. Open multiple programs or tabs on my computer, as best as I was able (Man, you have to try this one. It's comical).

















4. Do anything while eating lunch (Boring! I finally stopped halfway through and returned some email; then stopped and finished lunch.)

















5. Listen to the radio while driving home.
6. Listen to music or clean up while making dinner. (This was the hardest. I'm always putting away the dishes/sipping something/playing with CDs/cleaning/tidying while cooking... so it was really hard to just do one thing).
7. Do anything while eating dinner, alone. Damn.

I like experiments, so I think I'm going to try keeping up with some parts of this for a few more days to see how it goes. I feel like I noticed a lot more today, and felt calmer.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

1+1=3?

First, a short quiz!

At this very moment, are you:
1. Eating or drinking
2. Listening to something
3. Keeping an eye of your email/IM/etc.
4. Toggling between reading blogs and your work.

If you can answer "none of the above," you win a prize.

I've always seen multitasking as 1+1=3, an efficient use of time that allows you to get much more done. Then I read
Walter Kirn's article in the November 07 Atlantic Monthly.

According to Kirn, "Multitasking messes with the brain in several ways. At the most basic level, the mental balancing act that it requires--the constant switching and pivoting--energize regions of the brain that specialize in visual processing and physical coordination and simultaneously appear to shortchange some of the higher areas related to memory and learning. We concentrate on the act of concentration at the expense of whatever it is that we're supposed to be concentrating
on."

He cites an experiment at UCLA that studied a group of 20-somethings who were asked to sort index cards in two trials, one in silence and one while listening for specific tones in a series of randomly presented sounds. The findings: "The subjects managed to sort the cards just as well with the musical distraction--but they had a much harder time remembering what, exactly, they'd been sorting once the experiment was over."

Also: "Certain studies find that multitasking boosts the level of stress-related hormones such as cortisol and adrenaline and wears down our systems through biochemical friction, prematurely aging us. In the short term, the confusion, fatigue, and chaos merely hamper our ability to focus and analyze, but in the long term, they may cause it to atrophy."

Scary stuff. Instead of learning to meditate, maybe we should start with trying to eat breakfast without reading the paper or watching TV.

TOMORROW: I put Kirn to the test, attempting A DAY WITHOUT MULTITASKING.

UPDATE: AP reported that someone she knew suffering from the early symptoms of Alzheimer's was told to multitask more! to ward off further regression. Cooking was recommended in particular. Interesting!

Monday, November 12, 2007

Oops

Things I have dropped down the bathroom sink:
1. Toothpaste caps (3)
2. Hair clip
3. The little silver "H" button that goes on top of the hot water tap
4. Eyeshadow brush

Sunday, November 11, 2007

NaBloMoPo

A spinoff of NaBloMoPo this year is NaBloShoeMo: a daily picture of your shoes. I don't think I have 30 pairs of shoes, but to play along for just one day, here are a few samples from my closet:


















black metallic Privo Blink

















My latest running shoes: Asics Gel Kayano


















A blast from the past: purple foil Doc Martens


















Sock monkey slippers

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Guest blogger! Husband on training movies

Today I bring you a special treat! Standing in for boring-ol-me is handsome and erudite Guest Blogger Husband.

Hi. This is Husband. As he with the ultimate capacity for self-destruction, the topic of my guest-blog (yes, we live in a society where that is an acceptable phrase) refers specifically to a subject where you feel as though you are doing something of observable benefit to the world but in point of fact are doing absolutely nothing.

Allow me to rephrase. I do not mean a task like alphabetizing your CDs or cleaning out your inbox. I mean doing something that while you feel you are making yourself a better person, you are actively making yourself feel worse and making your self-esteem look much more like self-loathing.

This quality is imperative in somebody with a high capacity for self-destruction. If this is something to which you aspire...read on (which guarantees you a spot in my camp). If you don't want to fall in a recursive loop, then go vacuum, rake, or fold something.

The point of this particular blog is to highlight the greatest training sequences in film (read: movies). I love training sequences. Male or female, something about watching somebody put themselves through hell to make themselves better and more fine tuned for the sport of their desire gives me warm fuzzies and makes me want to raise my fist in the air in exuberance (read: like Judd Nelson in The Breakfast Club).

The following is a list with some anecdotes as to why I love them and why you should watch them wearing appropriate workout gear and Protein Shake in one hand.

10. Personal Best. OK so this one is a little specious because it is basically a lesbian love story and as a boy of 14 when I first watched it on Bravo at 1:00 am, the running may have not been the center of my focus. However, I have watched this movie since, and found the desperation to improve one's physical performance (not in the sack...well...OK in the sack but that is not what I meant) quite inspiring. Lots of running much, much faster than I will ever run.

9. Major League. A comedy. I use that term loosely. I does contain a lot of actors. One who went on to play the President (in 24), one who killed vampires (in the Blade oeuvre...that's right oeuvre), one who starred in the Hot Shots movies and that guy from all of those things who you can never place. Anyway. You watch a band of mediocre baseball player train up to become a team (dammit) and kick some major tail. Some things that are important for the genre that we have learned from this movie. One: first basemen must be fat, rude, and spit tobacco. Two: women who own sports teams desire failure (I know...it's sad.) Three: all baseball players who are at all from the Caribbean are superstitious to the extent that they perform quasi voodoo rituals in the clubhouse, but can only truly succeed when one renounces one's traditions and adopt a more Judeo-Christian attitude (every bit as sad). The reason I love this is because it makes me want to strive.

8. Miracle. Come on. In addition to all of the awesome with the hockey it's all about people's dreams and aspirations. The only way the characters can obtain them is by kicking their own asses every day. I remember being totally inspired to kick ass while watching this move and eating potato chips, French onion dip and a bourbon and diet coke. Needless to say asses have yet to be kicked.

7. Rocky. This one is easy. Brother wants to kick ass in order to win the love of Talia Shire(!). I defy you to not feel like you want to be the most awesome person of all time after watching Sly drink four raw eggs and run up the stairs of the Philadelphia Museum of Art. After finishing the film for the first time I considered making my fight name the Norwegian Gelding....but I just couldn't pick what color robe so I abandoned it.

6. Spartacus. Ooh...Stanley Kubric...look at me being cinema savvy. But really, guys training together only to kill one another...awesome. Reminds me of middle school *rimshot*. Spartacus had a dimple in his chin...I have a dimple in my chin...I am Spartacus.

5. Karate Kid. So Ralph Macchio was 31 years old playing a 16 year old. Pat Morita was playing a somewhat embarrassing stereotype but damn. Wax-on wax-off. Paint the fence. Grab the fly with the chopsticks. That would definitely make me want to learn the damn crane kick and hit Johnny in the face. I cheered...but of course I was 9. Sweep the leg Johnny. Yes sensei indeed.

4. Chariots of Fire. Come on you know the ditty. Dun dun dun dun dun dunnnn. dun dun dun dun dunnnn. dun dun dun dun dun duh dunnnn. dun dun dun dun dun. doo doo doo doo do do do. doo doo doo do doo. doo doo doo doo doo doo doo. dun dun dun dun dun. I defy you to watch that movie and not sing that in your head at some point in the race.

3. Prefontaine. Jordan Catalano playing a distance runner (OK it was Jared Leto...but come on...brother will be 78 playing the senior Bowling with the Stars circuit and I will think of him as Jordan). This is the single most awesome running movie of all time that has nothing but terrible acting and an embarrassing script. That being said. If I were asked what I would rather watch right now: Citizen Kane, The Godfather, Apocalypse Now or Prefontaine...I would go with Pre every time. He runs a lot...he's good at it. It's awesome.

2. Remember the Titans. Denzel. (wait, read in movie trailer guy voice) In a world full of racial tension, two groups of players must come together for a common goal. With forced sentimentality and Disneyfied struggles and strife, we find that we are all the same. We all want to kick ass. With the ass kicking. Oh, Denzel's in it too. (end movie trailer guy's voice). Movie's awesome they have to work damn hard and they learn lessons about diversity. Love it.

1. Bend it Like Beckham. OK. So I know I mentioned Personal Best first which pushes my dirty-old-man meter to like 7.5. already, so a movie about attractive teenage women soccer players being my single favorite training sequence movie of all times probably makes me the guy you hope doesn't sit next you you on the bus. But I am admitting this to all 15 of you who read this. This is the movie that made me start running. She of the Stolen Bike and I saw this movie in the theatre in April of 2002. The next day I started running. After having finished four marathons and training for my fifth I think the inspirational qualities of this film could not be overstated. God bless you Keira Knightely.

Other movies worth noting for specious reasons. Marathon Man with Hoffman and Olivier...not about running but the Holocaust. Well, I know that now. Logan's Run, not about running...and pretty crap. Ran by Akira Kurosawa...actually a Japanese retelling of King Lear...very few instances of body glide or water stops. 300 - I really want computer generated abs...but hell...who needs a six-pack when I have a keg. Spider-Man - Peter figuring out his powers is cool...but he is a superhero who has probably not thought of the phrase "florp chafing." And last but not least ,the Joss Whedon oeuvre because its awesome.

So thus concludes my list of training awesomeness. Any time any of you want to watch any of these movies let me know...but make sure to bring workout clothes because I am powerless against their jazzercizing influence.

Thanks She of the Stolen Bike. It's been fun.

Signing off
Husband

Friday, November 09, 2007

Drinking local

I thought I was so clever when I realized that out of all the things you can't get locally, you can get one very important thing: vodka.

My celebratory jig was quashed when I remembered that vodka has two best buddies: tonic and limes. Decidedly not local.

Sigh.

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Coffee, fixed

I'm sometimes late to the environmental game. While everyone else is warming up and getting ready to take the field, I'm still tying my shoes and fiddling with my glove.

I was convinced that part of the coffee experience was the paper cup. Its smooth clean white paper sliding against your thumb. The crisp logos, and even better, pretty holiday designs. I was so sure that I never even tried bringing my own stainless steel travel mug... until I was on my way to a camping trip a few weeks ago and realized that I already had my mug with me.

Shock: Coffee tastes better and stays hot longer in a travel mug.

If that weren't enough, today I noticed that local coffee shop charges me the small price, even though the mug holds at least a medium.

I'll be damned.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

I'll give it back

Dear Daylight Savings Time,
Why do you bring so much joy on Sunday only to kick our asses the rest of the week? You freely give us that extra hour, then make us pay, pay, PAY!
With sorrow,
Tacohead

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Up to her earrings in murky territory

I went to a women's conference today. There were a lot of tremendous things about it... but I couldn't decide what to think about the resource fair that took place right before lunch. It was one of those things with the booths and the drawings and free samples. I'm sure they let pretty much anyone who wants to pay to exhibit do so, but in between all the booths that seemed right (MBA programs, women's bookstores, health insurance), there were all these booths that seemed murky (spas, high-end purses) and the booths that seemed downright wrong (Mary Kay makeup, gimmicky soap).

Why is a spa OK but makeup not? Would it have been different if it were a high-end, mineral-based makeup? What about it being Mary Kay--is it a company that empowers women or exploits them in a sketchy pyramid scheme?
And am I being naive? Are makeup and purses really part of the businesswoman's attire, and therefore, no different than having a tie booth at a men's expo?

Monday, November 05, 2007

More Pillow Book

A few more lists from Sei Shonagon*:

64. Surprising and Distressing Things
While one is cleaning a decorative comb, something catches in the teeth and the comb breaks.
A carriage overturns. One would have imagined that such a solid, bulky object would remain forever on its wheels. It all seems like a dream--astonishing and senseless.
A child or grown-up blurts out something that is bound to make people uncomfortable.
All night long one has been waiting for a man who one thought was sure to arrive. At dawn, just when one has forgotten about him for a moment and dozed off, a crow caws loudly. One wakes up with a start and sees that it is daytime--most astonishing.

148. Pleasing Things
Finding a large number of tales that one has not read before. Or acquiring a second volume of a tale whose first volume one has enjoyed. But often it is a disappointment.
Someone has torn up a letter and thrown it away. Picking up the pieces, one finds that many of them can be fitted together.
A person of quality is holding forth about something in the past or about a recent event that is being widely discussed. Several people are gathered around him, but it is oneself that he keeps looking at as he talks.
I am most pleased when I hear someone I love being praised or being mentioned approvingly by an important person.
When one is competing in an object match (it does not matter what kind) how can one help being pleased at winning?

And another from me:

Things that make you feel virtuous

Having broken shoes repaired
Making and then drinking tea
Using an off-misused word correctly
Crossing something off a list
Throwing/recycling away empty shampoo bottles

*Ivan Morris translation

Sunday, November 04, 2007

Christmas spirit

The holiday issue of Blueprint arrived on my desk with a thunk last week, and by the time I was halfway through the issue I was dreamily composing a wish list of holiday magic. At this time every year I fantasize about creatively wrapped presents, homemade goodies to give away, and gifts that are so well chosen they make the receiver weep with joy.

Yes, the holidays have arrived. Blueprint and Mighty Goods have published their gift guides. My parents have shared the family holiday travel schedule 2007 and reminded me that it's my turn for a real bed at the cabin... and that I may want to remind my brother of that well in advance.

What visions of sugar plums are dancing through your head? Finding the perfect Christmas tree? Crafting or cooking up homemade gifts? Really doing the whole holiday card thing right?

Saturday, November 03, 2007

Running in the winter

As the weather gets cooler, a lot of people start heading indoors for their runs. But it can be done! I don't think it's as hard as people think. Here are some tips:

Tacohead's Guide to Running in the Winter
1. Start out slow so you don't get the burning throat thing. It is possible to run in cold weather without it! Just take it easy until your body warms up. Gaiters also help.
2. Where I live, most common running paths (lakes, etc.) are plowed regularly--after a snowstorm they're usually clear before the streets get plowed. Slipping and ice isn't as much as a problem as you'd think.
3. To ward off windburn, WarmSkin, available at local coops. Good enough for Ann Bancroft, good enough for me!
4. Favorite clothing options you may not have considered: SmartWool socks instead of your regular running socks, a gaiter (mine converts to a hat), and shirts with built in "hobo" gloves or thumb holes. Wind is also a huge factor, so consider a wind-proof layer.
5. When dressing or purchasing clothing, look for bright colors or reflective gear. Or, if you're bad at this like I am, then look for running companions who have bright/reflective gear!

MOST IMPORTANT THING NOT TO UNDERESTIMATE:
How tough and awesome you'll feel when your done! And no matter how cold you get, there's always that hot shower afterward.

Friday, November 02, 2007

Pillow book

Over a thousand years ago (c. 990), a woman in Japan named Sei Shonagon kept a series of diaries about her life serving as a lady-in-waiting to Empress Sadako. Heian court life is full of receiving and rejecting lovers, taking nature-viewing trips, and writing poetry, and Shonagon records and reflects on it all in her Pillow Book, a blogger before her time.

Shonagon is famous for her lists, which are surprisingly timeless.

For example:

54. Things That Give a Pathetic Impression*
The voice of someone who blows his nose while he is speaking.
The expression of a woman plucking her eyebrows.

63. Embarrassing Things
A man whom one loves gets drunk and keeps repeating himself.
To have spoken about someone not knowing that he could overhear. This is embarrassing even if it be a servant or some other completely insignificant person.
Parents, who are convinced that their ugly child is adorable, pet him and repeat the things he has said, imitating his voice.
An ignoramus who in the presence of some learned person puts on a knowing air and converses about men of old.
Lying awake at night, one says something to one's companion, who simply goes on sleeping.

Her work inspires me see lists wherever I look:

Things that are surprisingly sweet (if done by the right person)
Having something pressed into your palm
Being called "hon"
Receiving a hand-written letter
Having your birthday remembered
Being tucked in
Having something pinned on your lapel

*Ivan Morris translation

Thursday, November 01, 2007

Monthly book post: October

October list:
Warm Springs: Traces of a Childhood at FDR's Polio Haven by Susan Richards Shreve. Shreve is a talented writer, and her short but incredibly rich account is as much about family dynamics, race, and human nature as it is about polio and Franklin Delano Roosevelt, two topics that are compelling enough on their own.

Here if you need me
: A true story by Kate Braestrup. The story of a suddenly widowed mother of four who becomes a game warden chaplain in Maine. When loved ones go missing in forest or lakes, Braestrup is the one who stays with the family. With frankness sometimes even humor, the way she assesses and provides the needed comfort to families (and to her fellow officers) is nothing short of grace.

Understood Betsy
by Dorothy Canfield Fisher. This sweet children's story deserves to be shelved alongside the works of L. M. Montgomery and Laura Ingalls Wilder. I can't remember where I just read about Fisher, but she's a fascinating woman, credited with bringing the Montessori tradition to the U.S.

Also read:
Three Bags Full: A Sheep Detective Novel by Leonie Swann (Yet another international best-selling mystery must lose something in translation).
The Headmaster Ritual by Taylor Antrim (Joins the list of books I wanted to throw across the room)
The Memory Keeper's Daughter by Kim Edwards

Thursday, October 25, 2007

October

Whew! There has been some sad-assed posting going on in October. Judging from this blog alone you would think I 1. anticipated a marathon 2. ran and crashed and brooded over a marathon and 3. maybe read too many books. But that is not accurate! There is so much more! I have been:

1. Spending time with Husband curled up under blankets watching Ugly Betty.
2. Camping, paddling, running, and eating amazing pancakes topped with whipped cream, maple syrup, and berries with friends alongside the Red Cedar River.
3. Crafting, trivia gaming, and ginger cardamom pear butter-making with a friend at the cabin.
4. Seeing old friends, doing yoga, and playing racquetball.
5. Shimmying in my kitchen to music as I make big batches of comforting fall foods

And not so novel or exciting:
5. Working like a madwoman
6. Running (I'm still in training, yo)

In honor of my October, I give you the following links:
Amazing butternut squash macaroni and cheese
Good and simple and comforting French-style yogurt cake
A trivia game that works with two players and that justifies your liberal arts degree
She needs no links, but my shimmying companion has lately been Amy Winehouse
and of course the ginger cardamom pear butter recipe (canning not required!)

Monday, October 15, 2007

Marathon #3

Last week was pretty rough.

Not finishing the marathon and being sent to the hospital in an ambulance from Mile 25 left me physically and emotionally shaken. Why had my body failed me? Why I had failed my body? How could I have put my parents through the nearly two hours of panic, wondering where I was and borrowing cell phones and searching for me, only to get a call saying I was at the hospital?

Not to mention, why is race day always record-setting hot and humid?

The outpouring of love that comes after disappointment from family and friends helped heal my pride, and grieve for the loss of something I'd dreamed about for months. Getting the test results that confirmed that I hadn't done permanent damage to my body also helped.

It wasn't until Friday that I started feeling physically like myself again, and I headed to the post-marathon run club party excited see everyone and congratulate them on their race, especially the first-time marathoners that I'd proudly watch gain confidence and skill. I was enveloped by hugs, martinis, and plans for continued running and future races, and as we danced tipsily around the table, passionately singing along to We Are the Champions, I had this moment of sublime peace and happiness when I realized that I was equally a part of the celebration... that I didn't have to feel bad about what had happened... that I really was a champion.

Then the congo line started. And someone's boob was grabbed. And Husband wiped out on the front walk while spinning someone around.

Friday, October 05, 2007

Nerves

You may since its my third marathon I wouldn't be as nervous.
But that is not the case.

I still put a lot of pressure on myself to do the absolute best I can do. Maybe even more so, since this is my third and I now know what I can do.

And there are so many factors--weather, strategy, water and fuel intake, various minor injuries, group vs. solo running--to rethink and make minute adjustments to.

But I decided yesterday to stop worrying about the weather forecast and get my game face on. It's going to be super fun. I'm going to run strong. I've trained hard and listened well and know what to do. I've done most of the course, running the last 11 miles on legs nearly as tired as they'll be on Sunday. I'll do my best to plan for what I can, but I'll handle whatever else comes up that I didn't plan for.

Most of all, I'm going to take it all in and have fun. I'm getting really excited just thinking about it. See you at the finish line. Woot!

Monday, October 01, 2007

Monthly book post: September

September list:
Literacy and Longing in L.A. - Jennifer Kaufman and Karen Mack
This book's protagonist is a self-described "book binger" who is refreshingly not mousy or socially awkward, but attractive and well-dressed, as appropriate for the book's L.A. setting. Her enthusiasm for reading is infectious, making you want embark on a multi-day wine/bath/bookfest of your own. When she's not reading, Dora is navigating a messy relationship with the hip clerk of her favorite bookstore and figuring out what to about her nearly-ex-husband.

Bento Box in the Heartland: My Japanese Girlhood in Whitebread America - Linda Furiya. This memoir starts out with the childlike ignorance of a young girl, then deepens in complexity as Furiya grows up and realizes that her life is different not just because her family is Japanese, but also because of the way her parents have raised her. Find out why her parents laughed when she complained about an old WWII GI pawing at her at a potluck, and what her teacher did when a classmate made his finger into a gun and shot at her during a lecture on Hiroshima. A food writer at heart, Furiya ends each chapter with a recipe from her youth.

Fourth Comings - Megan McCafferty
Although McCafferty's tetralogy (Sloppy Firsts, Second Helpings, and Charmed Thirds) is often shelved in the adult section, they're really well-written young adult novels. If say, your husband or boyfriend is out of town and you want to curl up with a fun yet indulgent book and some artichoke brie dip, you might choose these books. You could start with this one (post-college), if you wanted something more adult than the first one (her junior or senior year of high school).


The Discomfort Zone - Jonathan Franzen
Follow Jonathan from his youth as a church group attending-school prankster geek through his post college romantic foibles to his unexpected transformation into a bird watching devotee, all framed within the context of his strange relationship with his parents, brought about by reflections on his mother's death. (Memoir).

Also read:
I checked out Ann M. Martin's new youth series, The Main Street books, as well as new graphic novel adaptations of her Babysitter's Club classics. I've also been following a new graphic novel imprint aimed at teen girls, unfortunately titled Minx. The latest title, Good as Lily, would be great for junior high girls.

Still Life with Chickens: Starting Over in a House by the Sea - Catherine Goldhamme
The Lost: The Search for Six of Six Million - Daniel Mendelsson
The Best of Friends: Two women, two continents, and one enduring friendship - Sara James and Ginger Mauney
Women, Water, Wisdom: Voices from the Upper Mississippi - Nancy Scheibe
Mary Reilly - Valerie Martin
Why Do Men Fall Asleep After Sex?: More Questions You'd Only Ask a Doctor After Your Third Whiskey Sour - Mark Leyner