September 5th, 2003

crane

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Still tired. Had a very unhappy leave-taking of Jet this morning. He kept wailing, "No good-bye! No good-bye! No good-byes!!"

This is the very first time in almost two years that he's been really unhappy about me leaving him at Joan's. Since Haley's been in pre-school for the last two weeks, and not been there on Tuesdays and Thursdays, Jet's been less happy about going there. I am glad that pre-school is starting next week, so he can meet up with more kids and play with more things and people and learn new stuff. Then he also won't have to go to Joan's when Haley's not there.

It was very hard to leave him while he was crying his eyes out. But Joan was very business like and just took him, kicking and screaming, and I was left in the driveway with tears drying on my shirt. So I went to work.

Felt kind of empty doing it, though. Ah well.
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crane

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I'm looking forward to seeing diony tonight. It's been a while, since we missed seeing her when we were in the Bay Area in July. She hasn't seen Jet since he was still just a crawler at Orycon. I think he was only 8-months-old then. Now he's almost three and talking like Boo in Monsters Inc., i.e. not very comprehensibly at all, but all active and doing stuff and understanding things. I will wonder how she sees the differences...
crane

Running dreams... Mile 218 of 458

... while using the elliptical at the Rec. Center I often find myself daydreaming what it'd be like to be an old Ranger finally following the one who carries a broken sword into the final battles. Old, with kids and grandkids at home, joints not what they used to be, and all these youngsters showing up and doing stupid things. Fading into the forest, a wolf on two feet, and killing again to clean out the land's infestations of the twisted creations of evil. That long, miles eating lope, up mountains, following crooked streams, along pleasant farmers' fields, and seeing the Hobbits at first as children, then as a bit more wood-wise than most, and then as people themselves powerful, capable, and courageous.

I like daydreaming of running through the woods with a lot of other Rangers, all silent, all deadly. The feeling of picking up old skills again, after having laid them down for a deceptive peace, knowing that I had all the more than I had to protect, to lay my life down to keep safe. That was fun to explore.

It was odd, yesterday, finding that a 30 minute elliptical run set at level 4 on the Cardiovascular Workout setting (i.e. up a sharp peak of effort and then back down again) only got my heart rate up to the 120 range. I'm going to have to up the difficulty if I'm going to get a real CV workout, I guess.
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