Yesterday I never went outside. I did do some squats and lifting while watching my Packers beat the Cowboys. With some great game food of bacon wrapped jalapeno poppers, My Michael and a win, it was a pretty good day.
Today we took our 5K walk in 14 F degree temps. It was another good day. Late again and I’m going to bed.
It was after midnight last night, when I thought about blogging my Janathon Day 9, I went to bed instead. Yesterday I didn’t go out and walk, but did do 5 sets of 25 squats, four of them with a 30 lb. kettlebell. I also did push-ups and some lifting.
Today, Day 10, we got out there in a balmy 14 degrees F and it felt great. We walked our 5K route in the campground in an hour. Tonight I did some lifting and exercises but no squats. My legs don’t hurt but I thought I should take a break from them. I think one reason I squat so much lately, is to warm up. The cabin is drafty and when it gets below zero, it is damn cold in here.
I’ve wanted to get back to writing more on my blog but it’s hard. We bought my grandfather’s home, on the island I was born on, this summer. With all that was/is involved in that, my routine was disrupted. I have been through a number of changes in my life and came through okay, but this time I just feel so out of sorts. The saying about old dogs and new tricks may be correct in my case. I’ll keep trying.
Cold 5K walk today at 7F and a feels like temp of -3F. I took out my winter coat, “Big Orange” and stayed toasty warm except for my cheeks. Janathon Day 4 finished with squats and push-ups. Tomorrow is my Dr. appointment at the V.A. but will get out there bright and early. Temps tomorrow will not get above 0 until later in the day. It’s all about the clothes!
Today’s weather was about the same as yesterdays with the temperature at 16 F and cloudy. We went out and walked for an hour, covering about 5K of snowy/icy roads. It felt great. I truly love winter walking. Tonight I also did my squats and push-ups. That’s enough for the second day of Janathon.
As far as my chest pains on Wednesday, I have googled everything and am self-diagnosing myself with a hiatal hernia. I will tell my Dr. on Monday. They usually laugh at me and then eventually agree. I think I missed my calling.
On my bike ride this afternoon, I saw my second box turtle in three days. The first one I stopped by and took off the road and this girl was already on the side. Can’t wait to see the big snapping turtles come out of the river. It will soon be turtle egg laying season in N.E. Wisconsin.
I biked for 35 minutes and finished my challenges for the day, with a rest day for burpees.
I sprayed myself with some Deep Woods Off and went outside today. Dragged the kayak down to the river and paddled up and down in front of the dock for about 15 minutes. Then I jumped on my bike and hit the campground roads for 6 miles. I forget sometimes that there are very few stretches of flat road, lots of hills and my heart was pumping hard during most of the 35 minutes I was out there. Hoping to get back out again tomorrow.
If I could be transported anywhere in the world, I would want to be sitting on our dock enjoying a partly sunny, breezy day, with the temperature around 65 degrees. I fell in love with that spot when I first moved here. It was where I found peace and solitude after leaving my marriage and everything I had known for most of my adult life. I started a new journal there, I laughed there, I cried, I began a new relationship on that bench.
We are on a river that if we wanted to, we could kayak out to Lake Michigan. It’s a narrow river, about 60 ft. across and pretty shallow. Trees line the shore and right now they are full of new leaves. The green is a beautiful sight after the long gray winter. On the opposite side, about 100 feet away is a small waterfall that we can hear all year long except when it’s frozen over. I love that sound at night with the window open. It’s been called Slippery Rock for many years. During the summer, the campers go there and you hear the children screaming in fear or delight as they slide down the rocks. That’s also the prime time for groups of people tubing down the river in front of the dock. All different kinds of people. There are families, groups of couples with their designated beer cooler tube, and sometimes groups of teenagers. It is people watching time, but so different than at an airport or the mall. It’s almost intimate, catching them in private moments only meant for them. Some of them are friendly and will talk as they float by, others won’t look at us, almost like we are interrupting. I always have my camera with me and take pictures while I sit there. Some people pose, others hide and then there are those who just stare at me with the, don’t even think of taking my picture, look. The voyeuristic side of me, loves it.
About half a mile upstream is the dam that creates the lake. When the ice is melting and the water is rushing over the dam, there is a good current. As summer goes along and the lake level drops, the current is pretty weak. Sometimes it looks almost glassy out there. At this time of year you can see the bass splashing in the areas where they are making their beds. We do fish off the dock but catch and release. I almost feel like they are my fish. There were a couple of guys in waders last year fishing about 20 feet from the dock. I went out there and told them not to be catching “my” fish. They probably thought I was crazy. Maybe I am…