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Post by [old] ancho » November 4th, 2005, 6:25 pm

<!--QuoteBegin-Jim Barry+Nov 4 2005, 06:01 PM--><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><div class='genmed'><b>QUOTE(Jim Barry @ Nov 4 2005, 06:01 PM)</b></div></td></tr><tr><td class='quote'><!--QuoteEBegin-->...<br /><br />Got my first Nike Free run in this morning. I know I was supposed to go slow, but I just could not help myself.  PB for 4 miles!  (7:08 miles) and not full on. I've only been running once or twice a week too. <br /> </td></tr></table><br /><br />Hope you get along well with your parents...<br />Congrats for your PB, how did the Nike Free feel?<br />I've seen them in the shops, I like the way they feel, but I don't trust them very much...<br />(as a half German, I always have been very pleased wit Adidas Shoes.)<br />

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Post by [old] John Rupp » November 4th, 2005, 7:27 pm

Ancho,<br /><br />Which foot do you wear it on?

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Post by [old] Samroot » November 5th, 2005, 8:05 am

<!--QuoteBegin-johnnybike+Nov 3 2005, 08:03 PM--><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><div class='genmed'><b>QUOTE(johnnybike @ Nov 3 2005, 08:03 PM)</b></div></td></tr><tr><td class='quote'><!--QuoteEBegin--><!--QuoteBegin-Samroot+Nov 3 2005, 11:36 AM--><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><div class='genmed'><b>QUOTE(Samroot @ Nov 3 2005, 11:36 AM)</b></div></td></tr><tr><td class='quote'><!--QuoteEBegin--><br />To borrow a phrase,She had 'Irish alzheimers'-she forgot everthing but the grudges. <br /><br /> </td></tr></table><br /><br />Sorry to hear of your loss Sam. My mother is 86, wheelchair and housebound. Whilst she is happy, she is also waiting to move on. The only visitors she gets now are health visitors and the local priest (she lives in a room at my brothers house). However she says that they all seem shocked when she says that she will be glad when the day comes. <br /><br />On a lighter note. Your phrase made me recall a Irish woman I worked with, who when describing her desk as being a bit untidy would say 'it's all over the place like a mad woman's breakfast'. <br /> </td></tr></table><br /> <br />Thanks John. That precisely describes my desk. I love hearing colloquial expressions I've never heard before. I religiously read your diary,along with Rick Bayko's and Jim Barry's. They seem much more amenable to runners on the UK forum-as if running and rowing aren't such disparate activities.<br /><br />A lot of my sorrow is realizing her death marked the end of an era and way of life,you'll never see again-large families living in not so large houses and an abundance of kids free form playing all over the neighborhood. Everything is all structure and wretched excess over here now-supersized parents and their supersized kids living in their supersized houses.<br />I've moved on to the tragicomic rememberance stage. Such as,there's been a 'sea change' in your parents mental state,and the offspring are in denial of it. Several years ago my cousin died and everybody thought it would it would be a good idea if I took my mother over to Cleveland to see here only remaining sibling.a sister. I told her to pack somethings and I'd be over to pick her up. I got there and all she had was three sweaters in a suitcase,and you realize this is not going to happen. Satori-what were we thinking! I'm taking her to see her sister who is further done the road of dementia-neither one wiil know who the other one is.<br /><br />What barefoot running didn't do,dress shoes will. My feet were killing me last night after a four hour wake. We'll have a nice funeral mass and with her six sons as pallbearers put her int he ground. I'm liable to say-"on the boat ready up!". It should be a good hoot afterwards.<br /><br />Goodluck in your 10 miler. I may be able to sneak away for the final xc race of the season series tomorrow.

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Post by [old] ancho » November 5th, 2005, 7:27 pm

<!--QuoteBegin-John Rupp+Nov 5 2005, 12:27 AM--><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><div class='genmed'><b>QUOTE(John Rupp @ Nov 5 2005, 12:27 AM)</b></div></td></tr><tr><td class='quote'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Ancho,<br /><br />Which foot do you wear it on? <br /> </td></tr></table><br /><br />Of course on the bottom foot (that's the German one!)

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Post by [old] Samroot » November 6th, 2005, 7:18 am

<!--QuoteBegin-John Rupp+Nov 3 2005, 08:56 PM--><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><div class='genmed'><b>QUOTE(John Rupp @ Nov 3 2005, 08:56 PM)</b></div></td></tr><tr><td class='quote'><!--QuoteEBegin-->I had a there" pointing to my molong chat with my mom last night and she is of the firm mind that something needs to be done about the atrocious care in most, if not all, nursing homes.<br /><br />She was in a rehab place for 21 days this summer for a dislocated shoulder, and the care they gave her could hardly have been any worse.  However the PT's did a great job and helped her to get going again, plus I was talking with her every day on the phone.<br /><br />They gave her a sleeping pill -- without her permission -- one night and she was groggy and out of it all the next day.  The next day they came with another pill and she said "what's that???".  They said oh it's to help you sleep.  She said, "No!  I don't want that".  They said well you have to take it as it's the doctor's orders.  She refused to take it though and they gave up, though I'm surprised they didn't knock her out and force it down her throat!<br /><br />The doctor had come in the first day when some of her friends were there, totally ignored her in the bed and started talking to them.  "She this.... she that... she blah blah blah......".  The woman said "we're just her friends, she's over m.  He still didn't talk to her at all, left the room and then caused h*** for her the next two weeks because the rehab place kept insisting to do everything he'd written on his report.  Meantime he'd gone on "vacation" and never showed up to see her again.<br /><br />Every time they mentioned the doctor's report she said, "how you fire someone you've never hired in the first place?".<br /><br />Eventually she got them to take her to another one who rewrote the report so she could regain the use of her arm.  In the meantime though and with my support plus the PT's she'd been sliding the sling off every time they weren't looking, so she recovered much more quickly than they had expected.  I told her to keep aiming for the 21 days and the last week, every time they came in she said, remember that I'm going home this friday!!!".  She said most of the patients there were drugged up to the gills and had no clue whatsoever whether they were coming or going.<br /><br />IT IS A VERY SAD STATE OF AFFAIRS!    <br /><br />By the way, my dad was also USN, at Pearl Harbor and Lieutenant Commander, I believe, also a Mechanical Engineer.  He passed away last September at age 88 after a very tough last few years.  It was hard to see that and he became a totally different person at the end.  He was starting to lose focus in the last days, not knowing where he was or what he was doing, talking about they were trying to get him in and out of a carriage, again, while he was in a hospital room.  My mom said he didn't make any sense, though I could understand what he was saying.  He kept calling my mom "Mary Jane" which was his younger sister's name.  My mom's name is Mary Lou.  However all my life he would often call me "James" and my brother "John".  I guess that's what he did when he was thinking of something else.  But he was having a lot of trouble getting his thoughts straight at the end, and recognizing who was there or even if they were.<br /><br />The last day one of the nurses asked him, "who is that woman over there?", pointing to my mom.  My dad gazed around the room then over at my mom and said, "that's the woman I love!".  <br /><br />He fell asleep then and that night passed away.  <br /><br />That was one of the nicest things that I know of that he said his whole life and it meant a lot to me. <br /> </td></tr></table><br />Very disillusioning John. <br /><br />My mother got my father a 'rambling wreck'model from Georgia Tech,his alma mater for Christmas when he was in the nursing home,and somebody ripped it off.<br />Obviously somebody fancied it for their kid-but a total lack of respect for the old and helpless. There were some good,caring people there,but you understand over all its still just another business where GPM is paramount<br /><br />The only reason my mom survived as long as she did is because she was taken care of by two sisters the last nine years and she was at home. Her death was harder on them than on any of the family.<br /><br /><br />When my father was sick my mom had her 50 year old *** DELETE - SPAM *** remodeled. We brought him home for an afternoon when he was enroute to the nursing home from the hospital. He looked around and approvingly commented "this is a very nice restaurant!" I said under my breath,"I hope so you paid for it!"

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Post by [old] brianric » November 7th, 2005, 7:06 am

<!--QuoteBegin-DavidW+Oct 31 2005, 07:48 PM--><table border='0' align='center' width='95%' cellpadding='3' cellspacing='1'><tr><td><div class='genmed'><b>QUOTE(DavidW @ Oct 31 2005, 07:48 PM)</b></div></td></tr><tr><td class='quote'><!--QuoteEBegin-->Xeno, don't get me wrong from my last post, there are loads of people who could benefit from erging but who don't realise how good it is.  Making more people aware that there is an alternative to running/cycling would not be a bad thing. <br /> </td></tr></table><br />I disagree. If I was out running the last thing I want to hear is someone who cannot mind their own business preaching an alternative to what I am doing. In fact, I become outright hostile.

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