Saturday Night Fev — I Mean, Potpourri

So I made a run down to Real City today to get a haircut and do a bit of window shopping, among other things. I had lunch at my cheap Chinese buffet of choice and swung by a used media store, where I picked up a Hap and Leonard novel, which will occupy me for the evening, I think. I also grabbed a few cans of one of my vices before I made it home. So that was productive.


While I was out, I swung by a store that serves the running/walking community. The folks there were very nice, and fitted me for some high-quality shoes. (Turns out I wear a larger, wider size than I thought I do — maybe that’s one reason I’m so wobbly.) In fact, they let me try out a pair of shoes that were very nice indeed. Then they told me the shoes cost $150. That’s even before we start talking about some sort of inserts? I think I’m gonna have to show more commitment to the alternating feet thing before I do something like that. I mean, I know they’re exercise equipment, but still…

Gotta say, though — it was like walking on clouds. That’s OK; I’ve been earthbound all my life.


On that topic, I logged 10.3 miles this week in a total of 2:52:18 (in five installments), for an average speed of 3.59 mph. I’m interested in learning the racewalking gait, but I don’t seem to be able to get the hang of the hip-swing thing. One problem is the width of my shoulders; there isn’t room on the treadmill for me to swing my arms — the rails are too close together. The weight has also dropped a bit more; as of this morning, I’ve lost about 22 pounds in the three-and-a-half weeks I’ve been doing this. Doubtless the Chinese buffet will offset some of that, but again, there seems to be some proof-of-concept at work here. So I’ll be back at it (the walking, not the buffet) Monday after class.


The Spawn and I are looking forward to next weekend, as we’ll make our annual pilgrimage to HeroesCon on Friday, and will likely stay through Sunday, as is our wont. It has become a highlight of our summers, and I can’t think of a better way to spend Father’s Day weekend.


Speaking of father-daughter activity, the Spawn and I will be appearing this week on Pam Stack’s Authors on the Air online radio show/podcast. We’ll talk a little about our work, and perhaps about the convenience of having a beta reader just down the hall. The show will run on Wednesday, 15 June, at 9 p.m. You’ll be able to catch it here, and I’ll also provide a link to the archived version, once that has happened.


On the music scene, The Berries will make their Upstate debut just shy of three weeks from now, playing on Friday, 1 July at Simpsonville, SC’s Soundbox Tavern. As it happens, the Mad Dog is coming down for the show, and we’ll do our best to make sure a good time is had by all. Heck, there’s not even a cover charge, so if you’re within range, swing on by!


And since we’re speaking of music, here’s one that I’ve liked for a few years, and I’m actually surprised I haven’t featured these guys before. They’re also a favorite band of the Spawn’s, so they get a lot of play on our car trips. (And yes, the vintage cheesecakiness helps, too — any of these ladies would be right at home on the cover of a Fawcett Gold Medal paperback.) From Glasgow, Scotland, here are the Fratellis, from their 2006 debut, Costello Music. This is “Flathead.”

See you soon!

About profmondo

Dad, husband, mostly free individual, medievalist, writer, and drummer. "Gladly wolde he lerne and gladly teche."
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