Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Been a week or so. Sorry. We spent th weekend in Tucson with Mom and Dad. Although it was unusual to be the only family there for Easter, it turned out to be relaxing and fun weekend. Jake and I hit the bookstore while Sophie and Julie went to tea with Mom and her old friend, Louise. Even the drive out wasn't to painful. Coming back near;y proved disatrous as we were so low on oil the car started to make strange noises. But four quarts of 5-W 30 solved the problem ad we were back on the road.

Ran yesterday and it felt very good. The last time I had run was Friday morning and that was torture. Four miles in the Arizona heat, overdressed and overheating I was glad when that run was through. Still, I'm a little proud that I fought through that particular run. Have to get up early tomorrow and put in 30 minutes. My body is starting to get used to waking so early.

This morning was the CF Walk at the kids' school. They are having a fundraiser this week and hope to raise $1000. It's only Tuesday and they're already over $700. I am so damn proud of Julie and the hard work she put into organizing this fundraiser with Jacob's teacher.

One of the student council girls cam up to Julie and told her that she had earned money singing and wanted to donate $200 of her money to the fundraiser. Where do the big hearts of these children come from? It is inspiring.


Wednesday, March 19, 2008

A good run this morning. I really felt strong, though I had some discomfort in the knee. Yeah, the same damn place. One of these days I should probably see a doctor (No, Scott, why would you want to do that?). Anyway, I thought I could get in 40 minutes. I ran farther than I have in previous mornings, and I still came in at 33 minutes. That's a good sign, huh? Means I'm starting to get some endurance back.

Having a bit a of difficult morning. Sick of CF bullshit. I'm angry and I don't know where to place that anger. I guess it will all go into the running. Finding myself listening to Crowded House again, that's not a good sign. Last year, when I was at my lowest Crowded House was all that I listened to. I shouldn't have watched some of the CF videos on You Tube, it only made me cry. Can you imagine? Can you imagine sitting with your child while they fight for their life through a double lung transplant?

Gotta keep my spirits high, though. I'm just feeling sorry for myself as I'm not the one living with the disease. Jacob is the one who has to endure those god damn vest treatments and the nebulizer treatments.

I keep hearing the words of Obama from his speech yesterday. My God, was that a magnificent moment or what? There was on passage that replays in my head:

"And it means taking full responsibility for own lives - by demanding more from our fathers, and spending more time with our children, and reading to them, and teaching them that while they may face challenges and discrimination in their own lives, they must never succumb to despair or cynicism; they must always believe that they can write their own destiny."

I will continue to try and inspire my own kids and instill in them hope and optimism.


Saturday, March 15, 2008

Long run #2

Just got back from my 3 mile run. I pushed myself a little harder than I did last week. I didn't expect to knock 2 minutes off of my time, but I did. My end time was 33:11. The whole body felt good. I could feel my lungs starting to get a work out; I had shortness of breath several times throughout the run. I'm very happy with the way this one went compared to last week. Oddly, this week's training was way off. Daylight savings really kicked my ass all week and allergies kept me groggy. My only real discomfort today was the chaffing on my inner thigh. Damn, that stings. Looks like it's time to pull out the Vaseline again.


Thursday, March 13, 2008

It's Thursday night. I'm tired. I've just finished a glass of scotch and a Rolling Rock. I hate daylight savings time. The training is going fine, though, my bowels seem to be hating me right now. Lots of rumbling, not a lot of action (if you know what I mean). My knees feel great. My back is sore. Sophie gave a speech in front of the entire school yesterday morning and she kicked ass. I'm not just saying that because she's my girl, Sophie really did great. I wih she would have let us bring the video camera. I am so proud of her.

Another person I am proud of is Jules. Man, is she so awesome when it comes to the fundraising and organizing. I feel like I'm doing nothing.

Feeling a little sorry for myself and I have to give it a rest. This wans't the best week at work, but you'll have that. I'm off to get some needed sleep.


Saturday, March 08, 2008

Long run #1

Up at 6 this morning and I ran three miles. Man, that feels like yesterday. We painted Sophie's room today and I can barely recall any of the run. I completed it in about 35 minutes and my legs felt pretty good. There were a couple of tweaks here and there, the usual aches I've always experienced. Like I said, we painted Soph's room today. The minute I walked in the front door, she was bouncing off the walls waiting to begin. I like the color she chose. She helped paint one wall and did most of the closet on her own. Three or four times she came into the room, looked around and declared, "I love my room." Tomorrow we're going to put up new curtains and rearrange the furniture.

Having moved her bookshelf, we discovered Sophie's kindergarten class picture laying between the shelf and the wall. My God, she looks so small in it. I feel like it was just last year that I repainted her room for the first time (from pink to purple) but it must have been around kindergarten. She is so mature in a lot of ways, but still such a little girl. The day began with me running and smiling. I am so thrilled that my legs have new life. The day has ended with me sleeping on the couch (because the other beds are filled) and I'm still smiling. I so thrilled tto have such a great family.

I look around this house and I can not imagine living anywhere else.


Thursday, March 06, 2008


Another decent run this morning. Getting up at 5:00 isn't as bad as I thought it would be. Note to self-- It's time for a new alarm clock. Every time you even touch the $10 cheapo we bought years ago,m the time moves ahead a minute or two. Next thing you know, I'm going to be setting the alarm for 5 and waking up at 4:30.

I figured out my 3 mile run for Saturday morning. From the corner of our neighborhood to the train station and back. Nothing scenic about the run, but it will get me my mileage. The knee feels really good today. I'm very surprised. Still, I'm going to remain careful about it and not overdo the running.

My Popdose entry about Great Strides and "Here Comes the Sun" went up this morning. It turned out nicely and I am a little impressed with myself for attaching so many links and media to the posting. Not that I'm going to become some kind of web guru, but it's nice to have a little bit of knowledge on how these things work. I am really thrilled about the exposure Popdose is giving the Basement Songs series. The best part is having the songs there for readers to listen to as they read along. Anyway, we received a couple of donations from readers of Popdose. Again, it always amazes me how strangers will jump in to help one another. Thank you everyone.

Not much else to tell. My head's still a little cloudy from waking up so early.


Wednesday, March 05, 2008

Day 2

The second day of training and all went well. I was concerned because all day Monday was spent in some discomfort. Whatever I did to tweak my right leg back in 2005 came back. But I didn't have much pain today. There was a point during the morning when I could feel major stiffness (which went away after walking around for a bit). but then I took some sort of pain aid, conveniently available in the Zee medicine box at work. Since then, my legs have felt great.

Ran about 25 minutes this morning. I need to come up with some routes. Going out was fine, but the run back home after I turned around was dreadfully boring. I'm sure the fact that I was tired as hell didn't help. Went to see 'No Country for Old Men" last night and I didn't get home until 12:15. I liked the movie fine, though it left me feeling the same way a lot of Cohen Brothers movies make me feel:inadequate. A lot of the time, I feel like I'm not in on the joke with those guys. Not that it was a bad film. It was great in many aspects. Still, I think I enjoyed "Into the Wild" and especially "There Will Be Blood" so much better.

Julie sent out her fundraising emails on Monday and I sent out 60 tonight. There will be a posting on Popdose tomorrow as a part of this week's Basement Song. I hope the video works. It is, after all (as my friend, Sara, said) "delicious."

Parent/teacher conferences were this morning and both kids received raves from their teachers. I am so proud of those two children. I am a blessed man to have such loving and beautiful, smart kids.


Monday, March 03, 2008

Day 1

My first official day of training. Only 8 months to go. The Santa Ana winds are blowing in full force and the air is full of dust. The last 15 minutes of my morning run were filled with coughing fits trying to clear the gunk and phlegm out of my throat and lungs. Good times. After last week, when I felt so comfortable running around the neighborhood, every ache and pain I experienced the last time I ran (back in 06) started to flare up. The creaky knee, the sore back. This has got to be because it's been two years, right? This isn't the way I'm going to feel for 8 months, right?

Doesn't matter.

I have to do this. I don't know why I feel like I'm not contributing all of the time. I don't know why I feel like I'm just a spectator in trying to find a cure for CF. Running and raising money through the marathon may make me suffer some, but at least I'll feel like I'm doing something.


PS- Everyone watch the video!

Saturday, March 01, 2008