For two weeks following my hernia surgery I was on very restricted activity (for me). That plus constant pain in my abdomen limited what I could do. Without my usual exercise regime to keep me busy, I wrote, I read, I drummed and I watched Netflix. Within a few days, I was sick of Netflix…
Lockdown PTSD
The impact of Covid-19 in my city seems endless. Like most of the US, in March 2020 we had lockdowns that effectively shut down everything. These were quickly followed by shortages of toilet paper, meat, disinfectant, wipes, Tylenol and many basic grocery staples as people panic bought everything in sight. Hospitals cancelled all elective procures….
If A Tree Falls In A Forest
When I wonder whatever happened to someone I once knew, I’ll google them. Many of the people I grew up with don’t show up in the results. Sometimes I’ll google myself. Usually my blog site shows up in the first page of results. After that, it’s a bunch of links to other Steve Ainslie’s plus…
Self Quarantine Delusion
The surge in Covid hospitalizations this fall drove me to look at my local school district’s Covid policies. I read about their rules for Returning To School After COVID-19 Diagnosis, Exposure, or Illness here. The site is actually well written and covers many different scenarios. It provides detailed, clear instructions. But nobody is going to…
Dreadlimination
My recent reset of my workouts that was precipitated by my hernia surgery had me thinking more about dread. There were a few exercises I had been doing for years that I actually loathed doing. I would dreadticipate them before I got to them. I would breathe a sigh of relief when I had completed…
It’s Looking Impossible
Even since I was a little kid, I wanted to have big muscles. I wanted to be tough looking and rugged like my GI Joe dolls. I wanted to have superhero strength and muscles like Batman, SuperMan, Aquaman and Spiderman. As I got older, I set my sights on looking like Arnold Schwarzenegger or Sylvester…
Life At 1 MPH
My day is spent moving at human speed. I walk the dogs several times a day at paces ranging from 1-3 MPH, or slower, depending on the weather, the smells, and our combined energy levels. I swim a mile a day at 1.3 MPH.I putz around the house and yard at well under 1 MPH….
My 4:30am Girlfriend
Every morning I walk my dog at 4:30am. Whether it’s warm, cold, clear, cloudy, rainy or icy, we’re out there for our 45 minute morning walk. We walk the same route every day. There’s only one other person out regularly at that time – my 4:30AM girlfriend. She is a runner. She runs M-F, the…
500 Posts
This week, I published my 500th post. I can say without hesitation that I never would have predicted I would be a writer. In school, I always aced my classes in English, Writing, Composition and Language Arts. I made stellar grades on all papers and written assignments. Then again, I aced all of my academic…
Knocked Right Out Of His Shoes
I was reading an article online about a car accident (or bombing or plane crash) on a major news site. The picture that accompanied the article was of a single shoe laying in the middle of the road. We are led to believe this is an actual on the scene photo and the shoe is…