If the rules are more important than the person, you’re priorities are fucked.
Stats for the most recent leg of the Incremental Marathon.
We finished watching “Firefly” and then “Serenity.” Now we are watching “The Hobbit: An Unexpected Journey.”
My hope if for all of you to be graced with love and joy from your family and friends. And may you find your way to happiness.
Got that run in. But I decided to use my own treadmill instead of going to Anytime Fitness.
So, this is a catch-up post for my running. As I mentioned a while back, I fell the last time I ran outside. Thumped the back of my head on the ice pretty damn hard too. Thankfully, that’s the safest place for me to hit (I heard that snickering from you in the back row) and all that hurt was my neck muscles for a few days. I’m all better now. However, I decided to forgo running outside and use the treadmill.
So, what follows is two outdoor runs and two treadmill runs. Later on today I might do another treadmill. But I’m thinking I might do it at Anytime Fitness so as to get out of the hair of Tina as she cleans the house. We’ve learned I am too slow for her when it comes to cleaning and it’s better that I’m out of the way.
Now, the stats!
Are you kidding me with this weather? It’s supposed to be -4 degrees tomorrow morning. No. Just no.
Thankfully I decided to clean off my driveway last night. Originally I was going to hold of until this morning. That would have left me with three inches of ice to attempt to remove. I still have a crust of frozen mush out there, but it’s not solid ice.
My heart goes out to anyone in the Duluth area who decided to wait until this morning to shovel. I get it. You hoped to be able to remove the snow after it stopped falling. Now, though, you’re stuck with glare ice for the weekend – at the least. I haven’t checked to see how long this sub-zero weather is lasting.
And it was a wet, sticky snow. If it had been dry I am sure I’d have been dealing with 12 inches. But it was super wet and so was mush. Had I had to shovel the stuff I’d be at the hospital right now with either back thrown out or a heart attack.
I’m a chemical dependency counselor.
So, just my back thrown out.
In mental health and substance use disorder treatment there’s this catch phrase “Evidence Based ” that irritates me to no end. It’s a vague term that allows confusing correlation for causation.
As best as I can see the evidence being sited is statistics. It’s not in any way, shape, or form scientifically based experiments that prove causation. It’s statistics that at best show correlation.