When I started working again in 2017, I established a new exercise routine that I’ve carried on through the pandemic and everything. It worked well for us, the way things were.

But with this huge life change, I’m changing how I exercise, too: more flexible and less compelled. Hopefully healthier overall — if not quite as physically fast or trim, maybe more healthier thinking around exercise and fitness.

I got to practice this on Tuesday. I’d originally intended to go for a bike ride while Mom picked Benji up from school, but stuff happened and Mom couldn’t do it. So I needed to pick Benji up, leaving my apartment at 3:20. That’s okay! I can be flexible about this! Continue Reading >>

Bike crash update: much better

In the eight days since my bike crash, I think every injury has taken a turn hurting the most. One day it was my face; the next, my left knuckles, which have huge gouges out of them; the next, my right calf; etc. 

But through it all, one area has hurt the most consistently: my jaw. When I hit the ground with my face, something happened to my jaw, and since then opening and closing it has hurt excruciatingly. Chewing anything proved nigh impossible for the first few days after the crash; even opening my mouth at all involved excruciating jaw pain. Continue Reading >>

Crash update: my hideous face, and other improvements

I thought it would be fun, in the sense of “oh my gosh that’s a little horrifying,” to track the evolution of my face as I recover from my crash.

Before we get there, a quick update: I feel decent. Different areas hurt at different times, but with nothing worse than a lot of scrapes, I expect to be able to get back to normal activity fairly soon. Sleeping is difficult because I normally sleep with my face in a pillow. (Also, it’s smoky and hot; our house is about 85 degrees inside.) Continue Reading >>

Choices and consequences

Yesterday dad and I had a lovely ride around Mercer Island. After we split up, I thought I’d do a few extra miles, so I headed east down 124th towards the Sammamish River Trail. But for some reason when I got to the bottom of the hill at the intersection with Willows Road, I thought a red light was green and I proceeded at speed into the intersection. I realized my mistake too late to stop, although I locked up my brakes and did the best I could to steer away from the pickup truck that loomed enormously ahead of me like a vast wall. Continue Reading >>

Mt. Rainier Ride 2021

Lately all the roads within 25 miles of my house bore me to tears. I keep riding them, because what’re you gonna do? but I’ve been fantasizing about riding somewhere else. Hence the Mt. St. Helens ride. But I also organized a group to ride Mt. Rainier today. This ride mirrored a ride we did last year, basically the only group ride of 2020.

On the Mt. St. Helens ride, my ride buddy and I went fast. With just the two of us, we had very few stops, and those we had went quick. I worked hard, suffered, and snagged QOMs. That kind of ride has its charms and satisfactions, no question. Continue Reading >>

EIAE Update: University of Washington Follow-Up

Today I did an arterial surgery follow-up appointment at the University of Washington. UW didn’t do the surgery, but they’re far more convenient than Stanford, and they do have a baseline of pre-surgery testing I did in 2019.

For this evaluation, they did a CT scan followed by an exercise stress test followed by a visit to the doctor. The CT scan was more unpleasant than I remembered: First, my vein was scarred, so they had to poke through the scars, which hurts quite a bit.

Not as much, though, as when the indicator goes in. THAT stuff burns. They warn you, “It’ll feel warm, and you’ll feel like you peed your pants.” (This is true, because when the indicator reaches the groinal region, well, it makes it warm. The only time you feel that is when you pee your pants. Hence your brain interprets that as pee.) It doesn’t feel warm in the arm; it feels like red-hot needles pushing down the vein. Super unpleasant. Continue Reading >>

Mt. St. Helens 2021

I really enjoy riding Mt. St. Helens. I’ve done it a number of times now — at least three previous times that I can think. This year, after 2020, I’ve felt really, really fed up with riding on all the same old roads around my house, so this week while Ian and Benji were gone, I took Wednesday off work and arranged to ride Mt. St. Helens again. It’s a good use of time, since that activity takes all day and usually has a huge impact on the family.

However, there’s some backstory on this St. Helens ride. First of all, I emailed a group of biking friends to see if anyone wanted to join me. One recent biking acquaintance, Simon Snoeck, said he’d like to join me. It’s always good to have a ride buddy on a remote activity like that, so I was happy. Continue Reading >>