God bless 'em.
HATE meetings, yet they always seem to go well, tonight was no exception.
First, the bored meeting, got the bidness taken care of, lots of loss this month in the club, but also many highlights-plenty of activity. Then, the membership meeting. Again, well attended, Ronit got a cake for Alan, completely surprised him-these two are quite a lovely couple. Then our speaker was amazing. Wow. I disappeared @ 9, they were still going.
Tom hit it on the head when he pegged the group as a family. Good call.
Manana the Grete's run. Rain predicted. SHIT. Spending the night in Manhattan.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Thursday, October 1, 2009
day 67
done!!!
St.Francis this am. YUMMMMM. THIS is my kinda weather. 49 degs, t shirt, shorts, and....gloves!!! PURRRRRRRFECT. (does it get any better than this???). AND, running shoes seem to meet my needs. No grueling knee pain.
Core training last night went well, missing the track work, but the midsection is happier.
Bored meeting tonight followed by membership meeting. Yecccccccccch. Never look forward to these.
St.Francis this am. YUMMMMM. THIS is my kinda weather. 49 degs, t shirt, shorts, and....gloves!!! PURRRRRRRFECT. (does it get any better than this???). AND, running shoes seem to meet my needs. No grueling knee pain.
Core training last night went well, missing the track work, but the midsection is happier.
Bored meeting tonight followed by membership meeting. Yecccccccccch. Never look forward to these.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
a week minus a day to go
today, continuing our stroll down memory lane, people I loved.
1)Antoinette Marrone: grade school hotness.
2)Mrs.Lonergan: 4th grade teacher (NOT my homeroom, damn), the first dress I ever looked up.
3)Lucille Kober: asked ME to dance with her @ the elementary school prom. Wow!!!!! AND, actually asked me why I didn't dance closer to her. Yummm. My first kiss.
4)"Girl @ the Dance," when our prep school held a dance with the neighboring all girls prep school, fun ensued. REAL fun!!!
5)Bay Ridge Girl: my main peep in College and I would spend weekends in Bay Ridge. He hooked me up with this amazing girl. Whomever you are, wherever you are, thanks!!!
6)Kitchen girl: the girl who worked in the kitchen in grad school (yes, you CAN date while in The Seminary, celibacy doesn't kick in until the night of your ordination), anyway, Karen, thanks!!!!!
7)Fitzy: my first love post-rehab. The American beauty rose. Remember the 70's short/tight "Olivia Newton-John/Let's Get Physical" shorts? Fitzy wore 'em, it was lust @ first sight. 6 ft, slim, busty, freckled, red hair, wow. A mafia princess with a price on her head. What fun we had!!! Broke my heart.
8)Linda: Garden City Linda McG. Saved my ass on many occasions, used to spend every afternoon @ her place. My peep.
9)Marciana: together, we kept MATC open. HELL of a woman. The first real, mature relationship I ever had. Problem was: we were both independent and knew-unsaid-that anything further wouldn't work. We hook up for dinner once every 5 years or so, and the sparkle in each other's eyes will outlive us both. Full of love and life.
10)Julia: my Whoopie Goldberg look-alike. Crazy as hell, but a wonderful girl.
11)The White Witch (told you, not so good remembering names): actually lived with me in Uniondale for a bit. Literally was a white witch, actively practiced.
12)Debbie: my lifelong peep. People don't get this one. I've known her for almost 25 years-a friend, but that word doesn't describe it. We see each other regularly, she gets WAY too clingy, we break for years, then hook up again. Not physical, my sister. Love her, but she makes me nuts-too stalkerish, but she has a piece of my heart. REALLY pissed off Shebitch when I told her to ride in one of the limos @ my wedding, tough shit on them. Funny, Shebitch's friends could do as they liked, ONE of my peeps gets in on thew wedding and.....bitches can be catty n'est pas??? Even offered to bankroll my divorce. Bless her.
13)(insert joke here). Dana: months before we even went out, I called my brother/Priest brother, and told him he was performing the ceremony. He asked the obvious question: "have you even dated yet," to which I responded "details, details." I KNEW she was the one. The mother of my son. Little did I know she'd lose it. Would I do it all over again? Yes. Who could've predicted Its decline? Gotta jump into love with both feet.
14)Pret: number 14. Owns my heart, but doesn't quite get it. Wassup with women and this whole reassurance thing? Guys are easy: we might not talk to one another for years, and even then, a grunt or fart covers everything. Women, gotta do things like...what's the word...talk? GREAT butt/amazing smile. Saved my ass when I couldn't. The song "someone saved my life tonight" was written about her.
15)? Time will tell.
1)Antoinette Marrone: grade school hotness.
2)Mrs.Lonergan: 4th grade teacher (NOT my homeroom, damn), the first dress I ever looked up.
3)Lucille Kober: asked ME to dance with her @ the elementary school prom. Wow!!!!! AND, actually asked me why I didn't dance closer to her. Yummm. My first kiss.
4)"Girl @ the Dance," when our prep school held a dance with the neighboring all girls prep school, fun ensued. REAL fun!!!
5)Bay Ridge Girl: my main peep in College and I would spend weekends in Bay Ridge. He hooked me up with this amazing girl. Whomever you are, wherever you are, thanks!!!
6)Kitchen girl: the girl who worked in the kitchen in grad school (yes, you CAN date while in The Seminary, celibacy doesn't kick in until the night of your ordination), anyway, Karen, thanks!!!!!
7)Fitzy: my first love post-rehab. The American beauty rose. Remember the 70's short/tight "Olivia Newton-John/Let's Get Physical" shorts? Fitzy wore 'em, it was lust @ first sight. 6 ft, slim, busty, freckled, red hair, wow. A mafia princess with a price on her head. What fun we had!!! Broke my heart.
8)Linda: Garden City Linda McG. Saved my ass on many occasions, used to spend every afternoon @ her place. My peep.
9)Marciana: together, we kept MATC open. HELL of a woman. The first real, mature relationship I ever had. Problem was: we were both independent and knew-unsaid-that anything further wouldn't work. We hook up for dinner once every 5 years or so, and the sparkle in each other's eyes will outlive us both. Full of love and life.
10)Julia: my Whoopie Goldberg look-alike. Crazy as hell, but a wonderful girl.
11)The White Witch (told you, not so good remembering names): actually lived with me in Uniondale for a bit. Literally was a white witch, actively practiced.
12)Debbie: my lifelong peep. People don't get this one. I've known her for almost 25 years-a friend, but that word doesn't describe it. We see each other regularly, she gets WAY too clingy, we break for years, then hook up again. Not physical, my sister. Love her, but she makes me nuts-too stalkerish, but she has a piece of my heart. REALLY pissed off Shebitch when I told her to ride in one of the limos @ my wedding, tough shit on them. Funny, Shebitch's friends could do as they liked, ONE of my peeps gets in on thew wedding and.....bitches can be catty n'est pas??? Even offered to bankroll my divorce. Bless her.
13)(insert joke here). Dana: months before we even went out, I called my brother/Priest brother, and told him he was performing the ceremony. He asked the obvious question: "have you even dated yet," to which I responded "details, details." I KNEW she was the one. The mother of my son. Little did I know she'd lose it. Would I do it all over again? Yes. Who could've predicted Its decline? Gotta jump into love with both feet.
14)Pret: number 14. Owns my heart, but doesn't quite get it. Wassup with women and this whole reassurance thing? Guys are easy: we might not talk to one another for years, and even then, a grunt or fart covers everything. Women, gotta do things like...what's the word...talk? GREAT butt/amazing smile. Saved my ass when I couldn't. The song "someone saved my life tonight" was written about her.
15)? Time will tell.
day 66
This could actually work!!!!!
No track work yesterday, so ran yesterday am, likewise this am. St.Francis, back to back/consecutive 6.5-7 m days. Good. Need 'em. Between these, and weekly 1/2's, I should be okay in Nov.
SUCCESS!!! Think I've found the Holy Grail. For weeks knees been bothering me due to my running shoes wearing out/that model being phased out. So, after experminentation, finally found the right ones. Feels soooooo good to not be in total pain. Arthritis is what it is, can't expect NO pain, but this I can deal with. YAYYY!!!
Bad News: Grete's on Sat, guess what's predicted??? I don't dare even say it.
NIIICE surprise pic of DP in the NYRR Magazine. Wear them colors!!!!!
Core training tonight, felt good. Work those abs stud!!!
No track work yesterday, so ran yesterday am, likewise this am. St.Francis, back to back/consecutive 6.5-7 m days. Good. Need 'em. Between these, and weekly 1/2's, I should be okay in Nov.
SUCCESS!!! Think I've found the Holy Grail. For weeks knees been bothering me due to my running shoes wearing out/that model being phased out. So, after experminentation, finally found the right ones. Feels soooooo good to not be in total pain. Arthritis is what it is, can't expect NO pain, but this I can deal with. YAYYY!!!
Bad News: Grete's on Sat, guess what's predicted??? I don't dare even say it.
NIIICE surprise pic of DP in the NYRR Magazine. Wear them colors!!!!!
Core training tonight, felt good. Work those abs stud!!!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
one week to go
until the big five-oh. Actually looking forward to it. Why? Looking back, I'm amazed at the lifteimes I've had:
1)Kid: the best, no responsibilities, all fun, biggest prob was not getting caught. Surrounded by love-Mamine, Parain Fidele, Pedrito, Maman. Great schools, great friends-some of which I'm still in touch with.
2)High School: when the shit hit the fan, acting out x 100. When the substance abuse kicked in. Also, when I seemed to have the MOST fun-really sowed lots of wild oats. Amazed I'm still alive. Birth of recalcitrance, death of boarding school.
3)College/Grad School: when things got ugly. Substance abuse really IS a one way ticket. How'd I survive? Dumb luck.
4)Grad School/Seminarian: still under the misconception that if I gave my life to God, He'd keep me outta hell. Thank G I discovered G don't make deals.
5)Post rehab: like another puberty. Hadda learn to live all over again. Thank G the Dean in grad school gave me the ultimatum.
6)Birth of Gerry, death of Gerard. a.k.a. life after Seminary. Here life really began. No substances, no walls, no FAT-210 pounds later things got really different. Thank G gave up on that Priest/celibacy thing, sex is just too damned much fun.
7)Teacher: LOVED it, hated the shit $$$. How wonderful is it that my kids tracked me down via Facebook? Really made an impression. Nice.
8)Counselor: The whole "you have leadership potential" bullshit I'd heard all my life really kicked in here. It was shaped/modeled during the teaching years, here it blossomed. Also, the ability to act-i.e. how someone with little or no knowledge of Spanish can be a bilingual counselor. I WAS very good.
9)Husband: did my best to do all I could and be totally honest, only to have it all blow up in my face when Shebitch went postal. Good to know I did my best. All I can do.
10)Father: Keith knows I'm there. I do my damndest to put him right and let him know I'm always around-despite Shebitch's rants.
11)Runner: with another year of wedded shit came another inch on the waistline, so...what to do...my main work peep told me about the wonder of running. Never looked back. Totally changed my life in ways religion never could. Truly taught my spirituality, how to push my envelope, and enables me-daily-to tolerate Shebitch. Enabled me to develop relationships I never thought I'd have-real friendships. Like yet another puberty. Really matured here. Thanks Steve. You're with me daily. 2 dozen + marathons later......
12)Administrator: finally, the big time. Do my damndest NOT to be a suit or an Ivory Tower type, though that's my gig. Love it, would have it no other way. The gig I always had within me and always knew I'd be good at ("great leadership potential" finally finds its home). Can you imagine being given the free reign (thank G my boss knows I can't be controlled) to run a place as you think it should be run? What a wonderful job!
Lots of living there. Not bad.
1)Kid: the best, no responsibilities, all fun, biggest prob was not getting caught. Surrounded by love-Mamine, Parain Fidele, Pedrito, Maman. Great schools, great friends-some of which I'm still in touch with.
2)High School: when the shit hit the fan, acting out x 100. When the substance abuse kicked in. Also, when I seemed to have the MOST fun-really sowed lots of wild oats. Amazed I'm still alive. Birth of recalcitrance, death of boarding school.
3)College/Grad School: when things got ugly. Substance abuse really IS a one way ticket. How'd I survive? Dumb luck.
4)Grad School/Seminarian: still under the misconception that if I gave my life to God, He'd keep me outta hell. Thank G I discovered G don't make deals.
5)Post rehab: like another puberty. Hadda learn to live all over again. Thank G the Dean in grad school gave me the ultimatum.
6)Birth of Gerry, death of Gerard. a.k.a. life after Seminary. Here life really began. No substances, no walls, no FAT-210 pounds later things got really different. Thank G gave up on that Priest/celibacy thing, sex is just too damned much fun.
7)Teacher: LOVED it, hated the shit $$$. How wonderful is it that my kids tracked me down via Facebook? Really made an impression. Nice.
8)Counselor: The whole "you have leadership potential" bullshit I'd heard all my life really kicked in here. It was shaped/modeled during the teaching years, here it blossomed. Also, the ability to act-i.e. how someone with little or no knowledge of Spanish can be a bilingual counselor. I WAS very good.
9)Husband: did my best to do all I could and be totally honest, only to have it all blow up in my face when Shebitch went postal. Good to know I did my best. All I can do.
10)Father: Keith knows I'm there. I do my damndest to put him right and let him know I'm always around-despite Shebitch's rants.
11)Runner: with another year of wedded shit came another inch on the waistline, so...what to do...my main work peep told me about the wonder of running. Never looked back. Totally changed my life in ways religion never could. Truly taught my spirituality, how to push my envelope, and enables me-daily-to tolerate Shebitch. Enabled me to develop relationships I never thought I'd have-real friendships. Like yet another puberty. Really matured here. Thanks Steve. You're with me daily. 2 dozen + marathons later......
12)Administrator: finally, the big time. Do my damndest NOT to be a suit or an Ivory Tower type, though that's my gig. Love it, would have it no other way. The gig I always had within me and always knew I'd be good at ("great leadership potential" finally finds its home). Can you imagine being given the free reign (thank G my boss knows I can't be controlled) to run a place as you think it should be run? What a wonderful job!
Lots of living there. Not bad.
day 65
rain rain go AWAY!!!
Was fearing having to cancel this am, THEN got up later than usual. Did the fiddler crab mad dash to split, hit the road, to The Unit on time, whew. Thank G the State Police weren't around.
St.Francis, knees good, but from last nights heavy rain, branches. Especially problematic when you consider...umm...what's that word...DARKNESS. Pre-sunrise running has it's down side. But, you really feel like the path is yours, and the fellow pre-dawn dog walkers ALWAYS say a kind hello or move to one side. Really a sub-sub culture.
Got a text from Spike "what did you do with the iced tea." Now, think for a moment. For they that live with others, would you think to ask such a thing? Duhhh, whad'ya think was done with a beverage lying in a refrigerator??? Dysfunction IS the name of the game in Hicksville.
No track work, that's done for the season, hence, St.Francis this am. Think that's why I got up an hour late-used to having the morning off to run later in the day.
Was fearing having to cancel this am, THEN got up later than usual. Did the fiddler crab mad dash to split, hit the road, to The Unit on time, whew. Thank G the State Police weren't around.
St.Francis, knees good, but from last nights heavy rain, branches. Especially problematic when you consider...umm...what's that word...DARKNESS. Pre-sunrise running has it's down side. But, you really feel like the path is yours, and the fellow pre-dawn dog walkers ALWAYS say a kind hello or move to one side. Really a sub-sub culture.
Got a text from Spike "what did you do with the iced tea." Now, think for a moment. For they that live with others, would you think to ask such a thing? Duhhh, whad'ya think was done with a beverage lying in a refrigerator??? Dysfunction IS the name of the game in Hicksville.
No track work, that's done for the season, hence, St.Francis this am. Think that's why I got up an hour late-used to having the morning off to run later in the day.
Monday, September 28, 2009
day 64
WOW, what a difference!!!
Yesterday, grey, heavy rain, then mist, then grey. Cool evening. This am, cool, clearer, not AS humid. YAY!!! Time to hit the street. St.Francis felt good, feeling more like it should: a mid-length run. NOT a long run as it had been.
Now, the question: with track work over for the season, what to do? Grete's is coming Saturday. Would be good to do St.Francis m-th, then take Fri off. But we'll see. Nice to have options!
Yesterday, grey, heavy rain, then mist, then grey. Cool evening. This am, cool, clearer, not AS humid. YAY!!! Time to hit the street. St.Francis felt good, feeling more like it should: a mid-length run. NOT a long run as it had been.
Now, the question: with track work over for the season, what to do? Grete's is coming Saturday. Would be good to do St.Francis m-th, then take Fri off. But we'll see. Nice to have options!
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