Training Log Archive: CleverSky

Orthopedist says that the x-rays indicate that the toe is healing well, so I should just baby it for another week, then ramp back up to normal activity. Feels better now that the cotton and tape are off, but it still kind of points in a funny direction when I'm barefoot. I'm suspecting that it will be permanently crooked, and I'll always have to watch out for catching it on things. A minor concern, as I usually wear shoes.

C • If you need any advice on d... 3

I heard a story on the radio this morning about the obscure little hamlet of Island Pond, VT, which you may recognize from my Attackpoint location. Lest you think I'm involved with these maple machinations, I'll point out that I do not actually reside in Island Pond. The only way to specify a US location was, until recently, to provide a zip code. That seems to have changed, and now there's a map that you can click on, but it still jumps to the nearest post office. Now it says Norton, but it's supposed to be Avery's Gore.

Made myself useful at the finish line again.

Sometime in the past year, I was remarking that I found tree bark to be a fascinating evolutionary mechanism, and that I wished I had a book about it. Charlie remarked that maybe I would be the right guy to write such a book, but I said that I didn't know enough about the subject. Then about a week ago, I was walking past a bookstore and spotted exactly what I was looking for in the window, so I immediately bought it.


(Not to be confused with this album, which I also have, in vinyl:)

C • Bark 3

I had considered going out and at least walking the preliminary course at the Troll Cup, but I had offered my entry to Barb for one of her minions, and someone took me up on the offer. Just as well, I ended up being useful helping out at the finish.

80 situps.

80 situps.