Currently Reading

Q&A a Day: What are you reading right now? (besides these words) a book by Timothy Ferriss called The 4-Hour Body.

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I wanted to know if there were tips inside that would help me in my pursuit to be a fitness and health trainer (aka a CPT — certified personal trainer). The author talks about cinnamon and coffee, minimum effective dose, using supplements but not drugs, body redesign, and the Slow-Carb diet.

He goes on to talk about doing squats in a bathroom stall and taking a mess of pills to balance out your once weekly binge on all the “bad foods” (that you probably shouldn’t be eating anyway). He discusses cryotherapy (which has been compared to tart cherry juice online) and the delayed onset of glucose spiking.

I enjoy when he talks about kettlebell swings and abs (things I’m into), but get lost on gaining over 30 pounds (for any reason… well, unless you’re pregnant… with twins). He gets into the science aspect of muscles (myofibrils and sarcomeres) which are things I learned in school, so I’m glad to see it in another setting.

As a complete part of the body, and life, as sex should be, Tim goes into details about positions, pressure, and potential for every woman to experience an orgasm. He mentions a buckwheat hull pillow more than once and then reminds guys to, “Build a strong neck so she doesn’t pop your head off”.

homer body

I’m now 50% done reading this book, and though there are helpful tidbits I feel that the size screams BUY ME. There’s a lot of chatter (for me) which can be helpful to those for the real world experience it offers so that people don’t feel alone in their journey, which they shouldn’t (hence “been there, done that”), but good luck finding someone online, or a decent book, or a quick hug when needed.

I am still working on my reading list for this year. I currently have 331 books on just one of my TBR (to be read) lists, but want to make sure I give all non-fiction genres a chance, such as history, science, biography, travel, micro history, technology, and creativity….. the list goes on. I’m open to any and all suggestions. When’s the last time you read a good book?

 

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Yoga Personal Practice Project

Q&A a Day: Can people change? Yes, but it’s a matter of replacing habits.

I was assigned a 21-day challenge to practice two yoga poses and to set two short-term and long-term goals and keep track of my progress. I appreciated this time to write, while other’s assignments were one-liners.

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non-yoga classmates

1. What benefits are you experiencing from yoga?
I have more hip flexibility, am able to twist my spine more, and am improving on my ability to do, and hold, a headstand. I have peace of mind and body and feel more connected to those around me.

2. What parts of yoga would you like to continue and why?
I like holding asana and working with pranayama to feel the pose at a deeper level. This makes me feel more in touch with myself and the moment. I enjoy the singing in class because of the good acoustics, but don’t feel that this is something I would practice alone.

3. What two poses would you like to do every day? Why? What benefits do you expect?                      Salamba Sirsasana — to gain strength in my core and upper back and flexibility in my                shoulders so that one day I can hold the pose on my paddle board.
Bakasana — to work on upper arm strength and improve my form in holding the pose.

4. Write 2 short term goals (3 weeks to 1 year).
Goal 1: Asana — I will practice holding salamba sirsasana every night at 5:00 pm for one-minute durations for 10 minutes for 21 days.

Specific: Holding salamba sirsasana with knees bent towards stomach or straight up
Measurable: 10 minutes a day
Action-oriented: Practice every day at 5:00 pm
Realistic: I might add the practice to my morning gym routine, but all I need is my body    and a flat surface to work with and I’m motivated to accomplish this goal, improve my strength and my drishti.
Timed: 10 minutes/day + 21 days = 210 minutes by Nov. 1

Goal 2: Read — I will read ten pages, or for 30 minutes, from ‘The Creative Destruction of Medicine’ every night at 9:30 pm for 21 days.

Specific: Read from ‘The Creative Destruction of Medicine’
Measurable: 10 pages a night
Action-oriented: Read every night at 9:30 pm
Realistic: I have a ton of books to choose from and some nights that might be a textbook for a homework assignment. The amount of pages will vary in difficulty scale depending on notes, vocabulary, websites (further research I do while reading).
Timed: 10 pages + 21 days = 210 pages or 30 min/day + 21 days = 630 minutes by Nov. 1

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5. Write 2 long term goals (1 to 5 years)
Goal 1: Asana — I will hold adho muhka vrksasana for one minute on a flat surface in one year by working on the pose at least 20 minutes every week.

Specific: Holding adho muhka vrksasana
Measurable: 20 minutes a week
Action-oriented: Practice every day for 3 minutes
Realistic: I will already be practicing variations of salamba sirsasana and bakasana and work this into my arm and back strengthening routine to include pull-ups. The more I practice the faster and easier this pose will be, but I don’t want to stress myself either by forcing a quick deadline.
Timed: 20 min/wk + 52 weeks = 1,040 minutes or 3 min/day + 365 days = 1,095 minutes

Goal 2: Certify — I want to graduate the Fitness Specialist Program in May 2018 and pass my ACE/NASM certification in June, so that I may go on to teach others. I will do this by attending classes for 20 hours a week, volunteering for 10 hours a week, and studying for 20 hours a week.

Specific: Attain completion certification from SDCC and ACE certification
Measurable: Attend all classes and devote 2.85 hours a day to homework and study
Action-oriented: Take notes in every class, read from textbook/slides/internet every night pertaining to class/subject, take notes/reflect on volunteering hours
Realistic: Complete all homework and exams with A’s, show up early and leave late, apply for internships at YMCA, 24 HR Fitness, Chuze. Some days I will be more devoted to studies and other days I will be busy helping family and friends and finding time to paddle board, but I can still use that time to review things I’ve learned — anatomy, asana
Timed: 20 hrs/wk + 36 weeks = 720 hours or 171 min/day + 252 days = 43,092 minutes of class/study, 10 hrs/wk + 36 weeks = 360 hours of volunteering

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October 3: I attended Applied Kinesiology and Fitness Assessment class today from 9:35 am to 3:00 pm. I went by 24 HR Fitness in Westfield Horton Plaza to enquire about an internship. I got home, removed my shoes, and went to my yoga mat. I practiced my ujjayi breath for five minutes in downward dog to unwind from the hectic traffic on the ride home. Then I went into salamba sirsasana and was able to hold it for 30 seconds for my longest duration. I worked on homework for the next two hours and then went on a relaxing walk with my husband before sitting down to read for 30 minutes. I’m enjoying this project for the boundaries it gives my evening schedule. Sometimes I can lose track of time, but now I have more motivation to track the length of my activities and think I will feel more accomplished at the end of this exercise and hope to maintain the productivity.

October 4: I start classes at 8:00 am and don’t finish till 8:00 pm on Wednesdays, but get a break from 4:15 pm to 6:00 pm. I got out of my last class early and chose to do homework till 5:00 pm when I got kicked out of the study room. I went into the gym and laid down my mat. I thought I would go straight into salamba sirsasana, but started to lose focus, so I meditated for five minutes. I find this is long enough to relax me, but not make me sleepy. I was able to hold the pose with bent knees for one minute before I tried straightening my legs and attempting to fold them into lotus before falling. Drishti is very important and I need to focus on putting my weight on my arms. It feels exhilarating to set a goal and to be making such quick progress towards achieving it. I did some cat-cow after to stretch my back before moving into bakasana, which I can hold for 20 seconds. Then I did the warrior series to work on my balance and leg strength. I stayed in the last asana and focused on pranayama. I really enjoyed this session for some me time for 25 minutes.

October 5: I have a sore throat this morning so I’ll pass up the gym for two hours of homework but I still go to volunteer and all the kids notice a change in my voice or lack thereof. This doesn’t stop us from recess and having some kids run the PACER test. I showed the kids some of the asana I’ve learned in class and told them to keep exercising and stretching so they can do it too. I was late getting started this evening laying down my mat at 5:30. I’m ready for a peaceful time without thinking or speaking and will focus more on meditation tonight with some light stretching and marichyasana III and revolved side angle pose. I am ready for bed after this, but have more homework to do and exams to study for.

October 6: I sleep in because I’m not feeling well and my husband makes me breakfast. I do some exercises with 3rd graders and then do fitness assessments on kindergarteners. I work on homework till my neighbor gets home and will spend the evening over there having dinner and talking about things unrelated to homework or yoga.

October 8: I spent yesterday doing homework and sleeping through being sick. Today was better and though I still did tons of homework to prep for midterms and future projects I found time to unwind and hold a salamba sirsasana without worrying about putting pressure on my sinuses. I worked on three of the purifications as I’m not sure how I feel about the nadishodhana and felt more centered and relaxed after. I finished my asanas with a bakasana. I used some of the declarations during my meditation and am appreciating the positivity it brings, making me feel happier and more accomplished already. I’m looking forward to being completely recovered and getting back into my active routine, though I’m grateful that there is a part of yoga for every mood, setting, feeling, strength, etc., and therefore no excuse not to practice every day.

October 9: I’m feeling better and have some time in the morning for 10 minutes of yoga. I try rushing into salamba sirsasana without warming up and it is easier to hold bakasana so early before my muscles have caught up with my brain. I get to school early and the doors get unlocked late so I have some time to read more about whole genome sequencing and the benefits of sequencing diseases to specialize the treatments and reserve the numbers of survivors and deaths, which I think is great. I finish my breakfast and clarify in class today what we’ve been learning in Care and Prevention about feet and lower legs. I’m feeling great and a fellow student and I will help our cardio/core sub through a spin class and keep people moving. We get some yoga in at the end of class that focuses on core and flexibility and I’m happy to hold salamba sirsasana again. I will miss my yoga class, but this gives me time to have a snack and get in more volunteer hours at the school with the kids who can tell I’m feeling better too. I’ll get home, help my husband make a warming soup and then do some of the asanas I learned in class today to ease myself into homework and the evening. I enjoy working on balance, strength, and flexibility together. I can focus on the asana and the positive capabilities of my body.

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October 10: I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning, but was so glad I did to go back to the gym after a week’s absence. Things were slow and that was expected. I got out of my second class early. I used this time to walk my dogs and my neighbor’s dog before going to my dental cleaning appointment where I was finding it difficult to breath. I won’t roll my mat out until 7:30 and I will spend twenty minutes in meditation, reassuring myself that I will get my breath back and regain strength. I don’t feel like my day was hectic, but I am tired of feeling less than 100 percent. The meditation is calming but now I feel like sleeping instead of studying for two exams tomorrow and reading for 30 minutes or ten pages. I will take some deep breaths and some medication and give each task another twenty minutes of my time. I will be going to bed early tonight.

October 11: I had two exams today and feel that I did well. I got in a good sweat session in spin and did a new flow in yoga, going from chair to warrior one. I will practice this on my mat again at 5 pm and am able to hold a straight-leg salamba sirsasana for 13 seconds. I’m thrilled, but that takes it out of me and I will finish with five minutes of meditation focusing on my breath. Then I will start a new book, Whole New Ball Game, about diversity and racism, written by a man that is aware of his white privilege. My evening class goes well and dinner is finishing in the oven when I get home which makes for almost a perfect day except for my little injured pup that will be given some meds and rest with hope for a better day in the morning.

October 12: I’m still sick, but my dog is looking better, I got some good yet interrupted sleep, and am still feeling motivated from yesterday. My calves are sore, so I will work on downward dog and the twist pose to strengthen and stretch my legs while helping myself get focused for the day at 6:30 am. I spend 3.5 hours of the afternoon learning new hula hoop tricks and having skill/run races. I snack, do some homework, have dinner, and will finish my yoga for the day at 9 pm with the chair to warrior pose flow again. I work on holding my two asanas and though there is no time improvement I am shaking with motivation to finish as I’m finally in the recovery phase of my cold.

October 13: I did a lot of moderate cardio throughout the morning and afternoon. I went to the store with my husband when I got home and then worked on my asanas and pranayama, mostly squat and lunge-like poses (chair and warrior), before going to a dinner party. I didn’t time my asana length this time so that I could focus my drishti on something other than a timer, which makes me feel more focused and in the moment. It feels good to make time for something new in my schedule, but the best part was my improved deep breathing when I would break my toe later in the evening. I used my full lung capacity to control the pain until and during being prescribed hydrocodone. Missing out on my yoga and Zumba class tomorrow were one of the first things on my mind.

October 14: I got 2.5 hours of sleep last night working through the excruciating pain. I went on a ten minute walk at 4 am, then worked in some meditation with my foot elevated hoping it would help me sleep. I put ice back on it and called the nurse-line which gave me something to do for thirty minutes. I was concerned with the amount of narcotics I was taking, but it’s within limits, so I took another and was able to nap again.

October 16: I’ve spent lots of time the last two days working on my deep breathing and positive imagery meditation. I’ve got to keep my foot elevated, but I was out at doctor appointments and offices today getting a parking pass so I will be closer to class without having to worry about getting to school too early to get something on the other side of the bridge. I don’t mind the upper body workout, but all the blood goes rushing to my foot and it swells and causes pressure with the boot on, causing unnecessary pain. I will be propping it up on my desk during class and look forward to some relaxing moves on Wednesday in class.

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happy fence and heart trees

October 17: It was my first day back in school and I was able to park close to my building, though I might try using the two-hour parking since it is closer (when available). My kinesiology class was cut short so I could drive me and some classmates up to UCSD to their EPARC Lab and see how they do a VO2 Max test, use the BIODEX machine, get data from a DEXA scan, and test balance in every sense (eyes, feet, inner ear). I got a workout maneuvering the stairs and standing during some of the lectures. I incorporated my crutches into today’s mat time to keep my balance and really stretch my leg in each axis direction. I’ve also worked on my pistol squats to take a seat on the floor. My foot might be weaker now, but it’s increasing the strength in my arms, back, and other leg. I sat down using this maneuver and elevated my leg, which I need to do for hours every day, after being on it for extended periods of time. I can feel the blood rush back in when I rise again. I will do a bit more on the mat to work my balance and challenge myself not to let my foot touch the mat, or to do so gently and then move into another pose.

October 18: I don’t think I did well on my practicum in Care and Prevention, but today was my first day back in spin and yoga and I’m happy with how things went. I did some single-leg spinning and stretching warm-up before getting a mat and doing single-leg plank and push-up variations. I did crunches, curls, and twists. I did some more stretching and some arm work and moved my leg around to see what was comfortable. I elevated in on the wall to finish my workout and got back on the bike for some single-leg climbing. I really enjoyed doing more planks in yoga today and am learning the flexibility of my leg with my foot in constant dorsiflexion. I did as many of the poses as I could and worked with variations. After class I was able to get more mat time and attempted a back bend with my leg in the air, but wasn’t as steady as I’d like. I will attempt a headstand in another day or two and possible bakasana. I’m still keeping up with my reading goal, switching between reading about genome and racism.

October 19: All the little kids are super curious about my foot and ask tons of questions. I answer them all and show them the x-ray which gets lots of different reactions. I’m still able to show the kids how to do high-knees and high-heels with my crutches and attempt some squats as well. They agree to take it easy on me until I heal and can play with them again. I’m released early for parent-teacher conferences that I have no place in. I will use this time to go home and contemplate my first yoga class with my boot on. At the time I thought eagle would be easier than chair, but in practice I learned the opposite. I did chair for a while (and note to self: will listen to yogi and attempt her guidance) and then did more side planks (easy on my tired arms and working my core). I will do some cobra for my tired back and finish with stretching all these different crutch-using muscles and try lymphatic massage on my foot.

October 20: I was able to get in and out of the shower on my own. I published a post about my first week with a broken toe and did some homework and house cleaning before going to the school and helping lay out yoga mats for the indoor portion of the kids program, especially while it rained. The kids practiced dribbling and drills and I showed them how to do one-legged push-ups. I worked through a study guide for an upcoming exam while my husband made a new recipe of pumpkin pie with homemade filling. Then he assisted me during my time on the mat as I went up into salamba sirsasana to make sure my foot didn’t hit the wall or the floor. The weight of the boot gives me something to focus on and actually helps my practice. I’m so happy to find out that this is one less thing I can’t do during this adjustment period. I’ve noticed a bit of muscle loss in my calf and will start recovery as soon as the doctor clears me too. I’ve been getting a lot of reading done — books, articles, news — without the ability to be so active and just get up and go.

October 21: I went to the gym this morning and my husband worked out with me (worried I would hurt myself), but it felt good to have back part of my routine. We worked slowly, and he didn’t participate in the stretching, abs, and yoga portion I did on the mats, but agreed the mat is too fluffy for a proper salamba sirsasana and that we could do that at home. He supervised me again and I’m ok with that. I won’t adjust my bent-leg asana now, but while my foot is in healing I want to focus on opening my hips, so that when I can walk again I will be more flexible and capable. Instead of reading from my book tonight I will watch a health documentary for a class assignment and end up reading for further research about the childhood obesity epidemic, which is a strong topic for me since I work with kids and see how it effects them.

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veggie cookies

October 22: Today is my day of bed rest (foot elevation for hours) and then a trip to the store for some bananas and whatever the husband needed (to get me out of the house and into an electric shopping cart). I write a paper for class, read some while cuddling with my dog, and then color the bones, muscles, etc., of the feet and legs in my anatomy book. I will do some in-bed stretching and some upper arm movements (YouTube is an awesome place), and then enjoy a nice shower to scrub the day away. I will spend the middle of the night icing my foot and talking with friends.

October 23: I wasn’t allowed on the spin bike today and was motivated by the film going through Zion and other parks. I did lots of abs and some arms and practiced my salamba sirsasana getting to 40 seconds with the boot. I was going to extend my legs, but I will try that on Wednesday after getting more practice with my husband there, and after my appointment tomorrow to see if I need a pin to hold my toe together. I learned a new breathing technique in class today which I like and don’t find the nostril breathing so annoying when both nostrils work, so I found that enjoyable too. I was glad for the hip stretching which I never seem to be able to do enough of, but sad I had to leave early. It takes me longer now to do simple things and I always appreciate when someone holds a door for me. I help my husband make dinner and then study the anatomy of the knee. I need to study for my exam Wednesday and then color some more.

October 24: Orthopedist says I don’t need surgery and I’m only ten minutes late to class. I used part of my appointment time between bilateral comparison of my feet and an x-ray of my foot to read and meditate. I began to nap while waiting on the response from the doctor and was released with a follow-up appt. next month. I spent a good part of the afternoon standing and pinching classmates to practice the skinfold body fat percentage measurement. Husband got dinner while I talked with my dad for 58 minutes about yoga, school, his music and its forums, the books I’m reading, how my appointment went, and some of his opinions. Then I did some homework, checked my grades, and am satisfied with the progress I am making on and off the mat. I need to study for a test tomorrow and got some hands-on experience in the lab today, so I will go over the notes. I wanted to do one more headstand before bed, but I feel exhausted.

October 25: I have a rough start leaving the house this morning, but there’s no bad mood as I have ways to calm myself, friends to cheer me up, and classmates that will show up later than me. I’m able to hold a salamba sirsasana for 50 seconds and debate going for a whole minute, so I work my legs up but they don’t feel completely extended before I bring them back down. I’ve been meaning to write about my lack of bakasana since we talked about our goals in class and writing a summary. I look forward to reviewing the progress I have made and realizing how easy it is to get off track even with the goals laid out specifically. I’ve completely replaced all left leg weight-bearing asanas with more seated positions, stretching, meditation, and leg lifts. I finish the day of school with a beautiful dusk across the Coronado-Bay Bridge on the drive home.

October 26: I’m pumped for my second day at the Hawking’s school in Chula Vista assessing fitness levels of fourth graders today. This school has an amazing morning program and the kids are happy and gladly do a little warm-up before heading into their classrooms to learn. Between three of us we are done with the students by 9:30 and not needed in South Park till 11 am, so we agree on breakfast and I get a yummy acai bowl, my first one in months. I enjoy it slowly and take in the morning before focusing on the afternoon. I’m having a hard time dealing with my loss of mobility and the difficulty of these kids and take it out on one for not paying attention. Sometimes they can be so disrespectful, so I write my boss an email to discuss the issues and clear up everything from all sides. I want every moment to be a positive one for everyone involved. I will help my husband get the groceries he forgot and then lie down, while he makes dinner, for some comfy and relaxed stretching. It feels good to move my foot outside the boot, something I’m able to do more often now as it begins to heal. I will do some lymphatic massage and deep breathing. I know yoga is not all about looking strong in one impressive pose (handstand), but being strong and flexible throughout flows to bring peace and inner strength through practice; which along with healthy food helps to complete my day.

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parking lot playground

October 27: It’s Friday and I find a simple pleasure in that. I assess the sixth graders today and it is easier to explain things to them without having to worry about showing it to them on crutches. Some of the team sports girls are more competitive and have good muscle tone. Free play recess goes smoother as I don’t have to keep up with the kids, but I get lunch duty (making sure they don’t throw food, wear their ketchup or chocolate milk, and help open their utensils, milk, and apples). Then we take the fifth graders inside to learn about their quadriceps and gluteals while I fill out the grade book so we can keep track of the children’s progress. I will find a book about Beginner Zen and listen to a sample from an audiobook program while I meditate after a three hour nap. Today is about rest which I need in my time of healing. I go to bed early so I will be ready for what tomorrow brings.

October 28: I wanted to sleep in more than usual today, but I have a homework assignment to work out for an hour and measure my sweat rate, so I’m at the gym at 8am when they open after having a snack. My husband is by my side helping me with weights, since there is no arm-bike, for 1.5 hours and then we split up to finish with abs. I’m exhausted, but accomplished a L 0.3 rate and can return home to nap for three hours after breakfast. I wake up hungry, so I eat, and then go to the neighbor’s house and eat again. I want to go back to sleep, but I have a kinesiology test to study for and a paper to write. I’m not looking forward to either of them and have been procrastinating.

October 29: I slept in this morning and probably would have slept through the gym time if it wasn’t for my husband. I assured myself I could just relax in the sauna, but my motivation is always there upon arrival. He went off to get cardio while I focused on abs for 30 minutes. I tried holding salamba sirsasana, but the mat was too thick and unstable. I’m still trying variations on poses that allow me to work my legs without putting pressure on my left foot. I reward myself with a sweat session and some yummy Brussels sprouts after a two-hour nap. This healing process is exhausting.

October 30: This will be my last entry as the assignment is due next class. The day is overcast and would usually put me in a gloomy mood, but I’m grateful I don’t have to wear sunglasses. I’ve broken two pairs while on crutches. I do a lot more abs work, even though they are sore from this weekend, and take breaks to stretch and elevate my foot. I do some plank variations and think I will finish with Russian twist (not yoga related), but can’t help but want to hold salamba sirsasana. I’m up for 30 seconds, pass my 50 seconds previous record, and I am able to hold it for 75 seconds before I get the urge to lift my legs. I’m super thrilled when I lower them 34 seconds later. I’m not at a minute yet, but this is great progress considering my setback and I’m extremely proud and happy that I’ve taken the time to accomplish this goal; something I’ve wanted to do for a long time, but never made a priority.

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sunset in Imperial Beach

Summary:

Goal 1: I didn’t practice every night at 5pm, but more often when I got the chance in the morning and evening. I didn’t just work on salamba sirsasana for ten minutes, but would incorporate some breathing, stretching, mantras, and other poses into my practice time. I enjoyed listening to my body and working to adjust for injury, mood, and need accordingly. I did accomplish my goal with bent knees and even surprised myself with straightening my legs (I think the boot helps give me focus). This practice seems so direct, but is so flexible, which makes it easier to accomplish. I miss keeping a journal of my days as it gives me something to look back on, to feel proud of, and know that though the days might feel like they blur together, I did something to set that one apart. I noticed that I didn’t always focus on bakasana. I tried it today in class, but still feel like the boot gets in the way of proper balance.

Goal 2: I’m positive I accomplished this goal, but not exactly how I planned it. I would read in the mornings, in between classes, and start sometimes at 830pm and read for an hour. I read from the book mentioned, found another book inspirational, listened to a book about zen, and found other reading material to distract me. I also spent some of this goal time focusing on flash cards and educational video clips and online games to help me learn more about anatomy and other topics I’m learning about in other classes. This was a really easy goal for me as I’ve been committing to read so many books a year for the last few years. I like to look back at the numbers of books read, miles rode on my bicycle, posts published on my blog, etc., as it lets me keep track of how the year went by when I wasn’t busy doing all the other stuff that life demands.

Goal 3 and 4: I’m on my way to attaining my long-term goals with progress in a headstand and all A’s in my classes. Goals are important, as without them it is easy to lose your way. My goals moving forward will include increasing mobility in my foot once the boot is removed at the end of November if the doctor clears it and then strengthening my leg and getting back to running.

The teacher wrote: I just love your positive outlook on life, and that you persisted with your goals despite the additional challenges. You have the perseverance to accomplish anything you set your mind to. I’ve enjoyed having you in class. Best luck to you. — M

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The First Day of 2018

Q&A a day: What is your mission? To be more productive and attentive in all aspects of my life; to improve my abilities to share and grow with others; and increase my love and understanding for learning from different points of view.

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Cuyamaca Rancho St Park

We, the husband and dogs, went on a NYE trip to escape the city for the weekend. There was some confusion as to our plans, and I wanted to take the boat out (but our car isn’t ready for that), and I wasn’t sure I could handle the hiking — so we did some one-day short hikes (successfully) and Caleb was excited to hike with his wife again (and use his new camp pillow as his old one somehow got eaten by spiders).

Sparky staying in the car

We went through Alpine, Cuyamaca Rancho St. Park, and Julian, and stopped for the night at Tamarisk Grove Campground. We really need to start walking on to these sites for the discount, but were given a cabin site for the tent price. I was excited thinking we were getting a cabin for half price, but the cabin stayed locked. I walked the dogs while Caleb set up and we had macaroni and cider for dinner.

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Cactus Loop Trail

We went on the Cactus Loop Trail before breakfast and left the dogs shivering in the shade of the car. I was bummed that they couldn’t go with us, but grateful as I sat pulling needles out of my shoe. We stopped at Slab City and had a different experience from last time as we tried to imagine ourselves living there — kids in the street, “You got a dollar?” Next stop was the Salton Sea, still with plenty of dead fish, so the dogs could walk to the beach. I had to stop Piggy from trying to pick up salty treats.

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Slab City

We stopped at the International Banana Museum (Guinness Book of World Records and all that) and went inside the smoked-out shop next door for some cold beverages while we waited the 20 minutes for the museum to open at 1pm only to have the stoner next door tell us she got the owner sick and couldn’t be in two places at once, so we were out of luck.

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Salton Sea

From there, we drove to Painted Canyon Trail, a beautiful hike that we had not researched. I saw it on the map. I was practically dragging the dogs down the trail and this little girl stopped to ask how we’d get them up the ladders. I told her they’d climb, but I just wanted to see one for myself, with my crippled shoe on, while Caleb stood with the dogs in the shade. We had her little brother approach and comment on Piggy’s eyes, “That dog doesn’t have pupils.” I climbed up some large rocks, went through a crevice, and saw the first ladder. We will be coming back for a day hike when we’re with a more cooperative group and more able to complete the hike safely (in my boots).

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Cholla Cactus Garden, Joshua Tree NP

We passed BLM (free camping) and stopped at the Cottonwood Visitor Center in Joshua Tree National Park where we were told all the camping sites were full (and I forgot to get my passport stamp, but also forgot my passport). I asked for a new park pass and the ranger said, “I’ll issue you guys the military pass, it’s free and not $25. You’re too young for the senior pass.” I told him we’ll take one of each.

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Split Rock Trail

We decided on the Split Rock Trail and the two miles took us an hour and a half (luckily the moon was bright). I thought we’d be sleeping in the park and made plans for the morning north of, but we ended up at a BLM site northwest of the park. We had our macaroni (after I let it boil over) and juice for dinner and then read by lamplight in the car until I realized Caleb had climbed into his sleeping bag without me. I grabbed the dogs and joined him.

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On our way to Mojave National Preserve we stopped in Amboy at the cafe after our apple for me and cheddar and jerky for Caleb had worn off. The guy greeted us with, “Can I help ya?” and I simply replied, “food.” His response was, “You see the sign – no kitchen.” He said we could expect our next meal in Baker, which is 75 miles north in our direction.

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two cell prison at Kelso Depot, Mojave NP

Caleb had us down this dirt road and parts were rockier and rougher than others. We had some jeeps fly by us and eventually pulled over when the low tire pressure light came on. We figured no time like the present for a walk and stumbled across a trailhead. It took the dogs 24 minutes to walk 0.8 miles on flat, but gravely and sandy road, and I didn’t want to leave them in the car while we went exploring old volcanic tubes.

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view from the depot (now visitor center)

We stopped in Baker, got air in the tires, and then went across the street for a strawberry milkshake and spanokopita from Mad Greek Cafe (not impressed) and then over to Los Dos Toritos for a veggie burrito, five carne asada tacos, and a quesadilla. I took half of mine to go so we could get back to the dogs and back on the road. Our next stop was the S. Nopah Range Wild Area with tons of private property, so I’m not sure if we trespassed, but we took some cactus photos and were back on the road to Pahrump in Nevada.

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South Nopah Range Wilderness Area

I wanted to make the detour to ensure we see other parks and places besides national parks and I’m glad we did. We stopped at a French bakery, O Happy Bread, where I got the best baklava I’ve had since the place that lights it on fire in Phoenix. We also picked up croissants for Monday morning breakfast. We arrived in Furnace Creek of Death Valley National Park seven minutes before the visitor center closed (I got my stamp). We were going to sleep in the free camping site (way less lights and traffic), but I didn’t want to miss out on the drive and possible hikes, so we chose Sunset Campgrounds and were one of the three tents among the 30 RV’s there.

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I couldn’t believe this was the last night of the year. I looked forward to the sunrise in the morning. We walked a few laps around the grounds through the night to walk off lunch, to cool off from the car which holds heat well, and to get our daily steps (now that I can get 10,000 again!) and for me to complete the December 200,000 step challenge. Caleb thought he’d stay up till midnight but was happy when I gave us permission to sleep early. We had nothing to gain in those two hours and were up in time to see the dark red rising over the mountains.

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Death Valley

The color seemed to brighten and the darkness dissipate in the time it took me to walk the dogs while Caleb broke down camp and warmed the car. It was in that time I realized I had dreamt about finals (professors and students, the whole ordeal), which was fitting for the last night of the year as I gazed upon the beautiful landscape. We stopped at Salt Creek and woke a couple sleeping in their truck. Caleb mentions halfway through our stroll on the boardwalk that he forgot the croissants in the dog-access part of the car.

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morning mountains

I enjoyed the 40 degree weather and the running water and the little salt bushes. I also worried about my breakfast. Then I noticed where parts of the boardwalk had been replaced and pieces of it lay in the creek. We stepped over a part that had been cleared of sand chunks. I love that there are so many parts of this park to explore. Caleb reminded me how I stopped in the middle of the road our first time here just to stare and take in the great beauty, and then again for a flower, and again, and again. I had thought death in the name implied a bland void, but this park is anything but.

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Salt Creek Trail

I had planned on going to Box Spring Mountain Park, then Orange Empire Railway Museum (near Perris), and the Pennypickles Workshop in Temecula where I also found some hiking, but all that got scrapped when we thought about the showers awaiting us at home. Traffic was very compliant and we gladly did dishes, laundry, and showers for all before Caleb went to the gym and I watched the neighbor’s kids in exchange for energy bites and a homemade salad for dinner.

Things don’t ever go as planned, but the intention needs to be there. How was your first day of 2018?

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2017 Reading List

I spent a good amount of time in my textbooks for various homework assignments (some of which I posted here) and reading all types of articles online along with partial books when in the campus library between classes. I am happy that I have a list (of finished) this year and look forward to increasing it next year.

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January:
Bulibasha by Witi Ihimaera
A story of a boy and his fight with his grandpa, who has had a life long battle with another family, but that story has been a lie. Buli is religious, but rapes and abuses. Grandma tells the truth when he dies and gets to spend seven years with her true love, even if she did stay with Buli for 45 years and 12 kids. Family comes first and they shear sheep every summer.

Imaginary Cities by Darran Anderson
A book about what cities used to be and what they could be; how they changed the history of a place and the thoughts of the people. How architecture has been used for art, protection, and purpose within the landscape. Cities can be functional for peace or war, to create open spaces or narrow streets. (reread in July in Phoenix)

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February:
Folklore, Memoirs, and Other Writings by Zora Neale Hurston
An interesting insight into the mind of a black woman in 1940s America who was born in 1891. I appreciate her honest opinions and wish that more of what she wanted then was accomplished now. I skipped some of the more religious parts (some 500p), but enjoyed the songs and stories of people from Florida, Alabama, Haiti, etc.

March:
Mother by Maxim Gorky
A boy in Russia takes up a revolutionary cause for working men everywhere. His dad dies and his mom joins his cause, without a husband to beat her. He gets 6-12 months in prison before being exiled to Siberia and she gets arrested in the end. It’s a story of love and growth that goes beyond the self to extend to all truth. The author was a hero to the people who wrote the book in the safety of the States before returning to Russia.

How I Became a Nun by César Aira
I thought it was going to be a coming-of-age story of a girl who joins a convent, but it’s of a girl who watches her dad murder the ice-cream vendor for giving her cyanide poisoning. She upsets her mother, is ignored by her teacher, and has one friend that bites her nose with his gam’s teeth. The girl gets shoved into a bucket of ice cream in the end by the vendor’s widow.

Winging It: A Tale of Turning Thirty by Elizabeth Tippens
It pulls on your heart, in Paris, in NY, in Philly. It shows the honest side of love, the side we all experience as we chase what we can’t have or screwed up somehow. They are short stories, but that’s life, that’s how we’re all connected – for a short time.

This Way for the Gas, Ladies and Gentlemen by Tadeusz Borowski
This is a prisoner’s view of the concentration camps of the Holocaust. I’m glad it was a short story as it reaffirms some things I knew and introduces me to details I did not. I look forward to reading more happy books, but I’m grateful for the insight into the crimes people can commit against themselves and can appreciate each day done with only good deeds. I like to think that all people are kind, but they are also lazy and selfish, and given the chance can be very cruel.

Doctor Zhivago by Boris Pasternak
The Russian names made the story hard to follow in the beginning, even with the character introductions, but it becomes clear that Pavel left his wife, Lara, for six years to fight the revolutionary cause and then shot himself after having a long talk with the man, Zhivago, she’d been staying with, the man who is the main character. He too left his wife, Tonia, for the war, returned to impregnate her, and was then kidnapped into the war for almost two more years. When Zhivago couldn’t find Tonia, he stayed with Lara in an abandoned house till he forced her to leave and soon after found Pavel had shot himself. This would lead him into the arms of Marina with whom he’d have two children. He was working on getting another hospital job and bringing in his wife and two kids from Paris when he had a heart attack on the train. Lara tells of her love, two men dead and the one she least desires still living. It’s a story of the early 1900s in Russia, but also of love, past and present.

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April:
The Buddhist Handbook by John Snelling
Bummed about missing the first eight chapters (a poor torn book) and I didn’t read nine, but it was interesting to learn about the spread of Buddhism and the followers having to hide their beliefs through Christianity, Islam, Confucianism, and war. It was adapted to fit the local culture and has taken its time to become westernized as it’s not a very feminist belief; and one that is now being mixed with modern society as being a recluse is not required or feasible in the West.

Robot: Mere Machine to Transcendent Mind by Hans Moravec
I’m glad, even though I put the book down a few times, that I finally finished reading it. The story begins with the history of robots finding their way through an empty room and finishes with a future of human minds in robot bodies weaving their own worlds through language and exchange of knowledge. It speaks of the fears of having a robot-dominant world and ways the programmers would preempt for those scenarios. It got me thinking about the life of the brain, and besides cancer and needing bodily feedback it seems to be they could last 1,000 years or more. It made me think about multiple dimensions and a world in which we could see light years and diseases and the pulse of life, such as in Interstellar and Lucy.

Three Cups of Tea: One Man’s Mission to Promote Peace … One School at a Time by Greg Mortenson and David Relin
This book made me cry, and laugh, and recall my time in the Middle East and how I was treated like family. It also brought up the incident of 9/11 and the ways it was dealt with in America and abroad. I enjoy emotion-invoking reading — that and asking questions are a sign of a good book. Dr. Greg wanted to climb K2 and honor his sister. He would go on to honor his two children by building schools in Pakistan and Afghanistan, even during times of war, for sixteen years. He overcame cultural differences, took the time to learn their languages, tea habits, and prayer ways — and to really make a difference through the turbulent terrain. (but also to make a million dollars from his non-profit that he paid back in a settlement)

Fifty Machines that Changed the Course of History
This book taught me that most things take 100 years or more to develop. They start out huge and expensive and over time come with more lights, buttons, and functions as they decrease in size and cost. Some things could’ve been developed sooner and some are done with so quickly. Technology is necessary, genius, and provides freedom, yet a personal prison too.

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May:
The Light of the Home: An Intimate View of the Lives of Women in Victorian America by Harvey Green
This book provides interesting insight into just 100 years ago. Men were definitely the ruling class, even in the women’s domain. They set up the kitchen, the bicycle, the swimsuit, croquet, church, childcare, health rules, camping dress, and calling cards. Life was more busy and messy back then, but art and decor and manner appear now to have more meaning, as I’m sure looking back on my history will have to curious persons in the future. I’m grateful for their efforts for equality and can’t imagine having to wear a pessary to counteract a corset or being doped on alcohol and opium for appearing weak or confused.

Physics and Its Fifth Dimension: Society by Dietrich Schroeer
An interesting read on the applications of science and how they effect the medicine field, military technology, and political opinion. There is a lot to learn in this book, and I should probably reread it, but it was a good introduction into science helping find the thyroid issue, developing the atomic bomb which would lead to better medicine on a smaller scale. The environmental section, written in the 70s, accurately predicts where the planet is today knowing that people don’t like to change until it’s too late. The book discusses x-rays helping find fake art and astronomy vs the church opinion, and the migration of scientists due to the Nazis. And finishes with the price of getting America to the moon — not yet knowing some of the power of space, but knowing Russia might figure it out. (reread in June)

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June:
A Generation of Sociopaths: How the Baby Boomers Betrayed America by Bruce C. Gibney
I was entertained at first with the amount of research collected to fit the authors opinion, but after a while, especially in the tax section, I began to grow weary of all the numbers and percentages. It’s interesting to see how a group of people were able to manipulate the government and society to fit their needs — drinking, voting, Vietnam, housing, retirement, business ownership, tax evasion, and the national debt — all things to go in their favor at the expense of others and the future that will have to clean up the mess.

The Disappearing Spoon: and other true tales of madness, love, and the history of the world from The Periodic Table of the Elements by Sam Kean
Caroline found this book at Goodwill and I’m happy she lent it to me. What an interesting read and glimpse into such an important part of human life. Some scientists predicted the future statistics of elements accurately and others lied to be in the spotlight for a day, regardless of the consequences their actions would bring. The importance of elements is seen in their rarity, their abilities, and how much humans like them for architectural, monetary, or edible purposes. Some glow, some poison, and some mix, but not mercury that prefers to ball up away from others.

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July:
Big Data by V. Mayer-Schönberger and K. Cukier
A bit repetitive, but I enjoyed the insight into what information companies are collecting on customers and employees to collaborate with others to bring about change – where the flu is and to stop the quick spread; which apartments in NY are most likely to burn down first, which engine parts need replacing before a breakdown in delivery trucks, and how to get the cheapest flight depending on the season and the airline. This amount of data comes with challenges that will be met and with downfalls that will try to be avoided.

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August:
The Root of Wild Madder by Brian Murphy
The author travels over the deserts of Iran, Afghanistan, Turkey, etc., to learn about the history and meaning of carpets; to learn their language. He learns more about the culture, taking time for tea, appreciating the shades of red in natural dye, and finding his heart piece and not paying the Jesus Price for it. I thought it would be more scientific, but whatever Brian learned about buying carpets he didn’t share with his audience.

Conflict Arousal and Curiosity by D.E. Berlyne
I’ve tried to read this book multiple times, but it always puts me to sleep reading about the effects of an environment on mice in boxes based on painted patterns, light differences, electric shocks, and availability of food on whether they got excited or explored the maze. I’m sure there’s more to be learned in the book though.

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November:
The Creative Destruction of Medicine by Eric Topol
A neat look into the possibilities of merging people with technology to offer more insight into the data our bodies create to help rid or prevent illness and increase treatment success rates on a genomic level.

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December:
A Whole New Ball Game by Dave Malcolm
I skipped some chapters because I began to lose interest in his writing style, not the topic. It’s nice to see “the white man’s” perspective on the topics of racism, sexism, and saving the planet as I always appreciate an opportunity to look into my own ideals and make sure I’m making the most proper choice; one of love and understanding.

Introducing Neuro-Linguistic Programming: The New Psychology of Personal Excellence by Joseph O’Connor and John Seymour
A scientific way to say that your world is what you make of it. The part that stuck with me the most was reimagining your past to shine a brighter light on your future. You have the power to associate bad things into better memories so you’re able to move past them or deal with them more efficiently next time. Another section wrote about understanding language, especially in its vagueness, and how to overcome that to listen to people better and respond in a more detailed way. I looked at some of the recommended reading and am interested in learning more about this approach for my own wellbeing and helping children to learn more about themselves and understand the world around them.

I’m currently reading The 4-Hour Body by Timothy Ferriss. He gets a lot of hype in certain circles and I listened to part of a podcast today with him as the guest talking about psychedelics and suicide and his TED Talk (and I love me some TED), but I’m not quite sure what I think of the book yet — I am only 20% in. I’ll keep reading and let you know how it goes (and whether I’ll be rushing to buy his other books or appreciate the bit of insight this one has to offer).

This leaves me at 22 books read this year. How many books did you read this year? Which one would you recommend?

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Who Sings Carols?

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Who sings carols?

Not I, said the baker. I bring the bread.
Not I, said the knitter. I bring the knickers.
Not I, said the traveler. I bring the tales.
Not I, said the landlord. I bring the lights.
It was the fireman in the big cozy chair,
curled up with a book, and a fig in his hair.

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Who sings carols?

Not I, said the carrots. We’re here for the eyes.
Not I, said the pies. We’re here for the thighs.
Not I, said the olives. We’re here for the gin.
Not I, said the nuts. We’re here for the salad.
It was the beans in the corner who started to blush,
it wasn’t their fault the guests ate in a rush.

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Who sings carols?

Not I, said the lamp. I brighten the room.
Not I, said the table. I hold all the food.
Not I, said the door. I let the carolers in.
Not I, said the trash, but it’s starting to stink.
It was the chair who spoke last…
for all the guests who passed gas.

 

*all images courtesy of Google

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