bits and pieces

Two Saturdays ago, when I was out for my freakishly early morning run, aiming for seven miles, I pulled up lame at about mile two-point-five. (Should those be en dashes?) My right calf cramped up about as bad as it ever has. Normally when this happens, I just try to run through it. And normally, that works; whatever the complaint was, it generally proves temporary and by the next mile I often can’t remember if it was the right or left calf or knee or ankle or quad that was the problem. Not so this time. It hurt for the duration, and I called the run finished at mile four, with three miles left to get to the bagel shop. I called in ground support and limped along until my wife arrived in the car.

I gave my calf the day off the next morning and then tried a much more local run on Monday, managing to coax five miles out of my body. But my calf seized up again. My next two runs were on the treadmill, which is easier on the body, I think. And then I went out again on Saturday, thinking my calf was healed enuf. Not so, again. I managed to get six of my planned seven miles, but that’s it. I’m not running again until this coming Saturday, May 20. And I hope my calf is back in the game by then. If not, I have a problem because my run this coming Saturday is the Brooklyn Half Marathon, a run it is nearly impossible to get into (though my clever son-in-law — again, hyphens or dashes? — showed me how to beat the odds). That’s thirteen-point-one miles. Never mind whether my heart and lungs will cooperate. If this calf issue isn’t resolved by then, I’m going to have an epic experience. I’ve never limped across a finish line, but I fear I may soon. So, stretching, resting, heating pads, (non-alcoholic) hydration, sensible shoes. I figure my angry calf is a lame excuse, don’t you think?

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I managed to get the rewrite done of my One-Match Fire story “Men at Work and Play” that I mentioned in this post. I’ll let it simmer for a while then go back and re-read what I’ve re-written. I’ll likely tinker with it further, but I’m glad I’ve gotten it in place. The story needed an edge.

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No fresh rejections for my queries of One-Match Fire, but also no new queries sent. I’ve had this nagging thought that I’m not finished with the novel yet. Not only does the tinkering I mention above suggest that, but I’ve begun making notes on a whole new story to add to the collection. I’d been thinking about this story for some time, more as a missed opportunity than a hole that needed filling. But I’m also bugged by the word count of the novel. It barely reaches 63,000 words, which is pretty much the minimum to qualify as a novel rather than a novella. (I’m not sure why that’s important to me though.) Another few thousand words won’t boost the total by much, but it might ease my tormented mind. It would also flesh out the relationships narrative and allow for more character development. I’m pretty sure I’m going to write this new story, which will have a flashback in it, so it will visit two time periods in the novel.

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I joined a fitness challenge at work that runs into the middle of next month. Basically it involves logging the number of minutes you exercise, and exercise can be broadly defined. Not only does it include the running and weight work I do, but things like mowing my yard, gardening, and even tending my grandson can be logged. Several of the runners in my department formed a team with the ambition of winning this challenge. (Not sure what it is the winners get though.) On the first day, when I went into the system to log my hour of running, some individual had already logged 2,000 minutes. Never mind that there are only 1,440 minutes in a day. (The entry was subsequently edited down to 1,052 minutes, which means the individual was still “exercising” two-thirds of his/her day.) The highest our team has placed so far is forty-second, but I think that is, in part, because some of us are not as diligent as others in logging the minutes. (I won’t be surprised when we see a sudden surge as a week’s worth of minutes gets logged.)

Each individual is encouraged to log 900 minutes over the month and a half of the contest. At the end of last week, I’d already reported 300+ minutes. This problem with my right calf, however, may slow things down. (Lame excuse.)

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2 Comments on “bits and pieces”

  1. Annie Says:

    If you are willing to try something silly or different, go to your local Wal-Mart (ya I know) or drug store and see if you can find some stuff called MagniLife DB Pain Relieving Foot Cream. It’s a homeopathic formula for diabetics but never mind that. Has a green
    label and comes in a plastic jar. Has stuff like Apis mellifica, etc. and bergamont, camphor etc. Anyway…you know I hurt all the time everywhere and almost forfeited my first race due to that. This stuff helped me stop hurting enough to do that race. Rub on your calf several times a day. It’s not expensive; fairly cheap. Maybe it will help.


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