"Only those who risk failing greatly can ever succeed greatly." –RFK
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Damn! I hate when I do that!
Damn! I hate when I do that! Is it because I am so conscious about NOT spilling water onto my keyboard that I seem to do it every now and again, probably way more frequently than the average person? Well, I did it again Friday night. This time real good. I somehow managed to knock over a bottle of water spilling nearly 6 ounces INTO - not ONTO - my keyboard. Of course, I jumped and cursed like I always do, but then I just sat back down, shook (poured) the water out of the keyboard and gave in right there to the fact that I had destroyed the keyboard.
I gave it 24 hours to see if it would dry out and work again, but nope, it was still screwed up. So, off I went to the store to get a new keyboard. The salesperson there says, "Oh that won't hurt your keyboard, as long as it's just water. Heck, every now and then I put my keyboard in the dishwasher for a good cleaning."
....Uh, in the friggin' dishwasher??
So, I'm like thinking this guy is pulling my leg. If I fall for this one and short out my next keyboard because I threw it in the dishwasher "to clean it up" then I would certainly earn the dumbass award. I bet this guy's got a bet on me with his friend or something.
But no. He says, for real, that's what he does. Then he tells me to just give it 48 hours to dry out and check it again. If it doesn't work, why then I should come back and he'll sell me a new one.
So, I respond with a slow ok and thank him and leave the store, and as I turn to walk out the door, I steal a peak back at him to see if he is snickering and winking at his friend. He is not; he is just working.
So, I gave it another 24 hours. And well...it still wasn't working, however, it is now working better. That is, about half the keys that weren't working are now working. So, maybe there is some credence to this guy's advice.
In the meantime, I searched all our storage (garage, storage, basement) for an extra keyboard. Well, what the heck happened to them all? My God, we used to have like 10 of them, along with dinosaur computers from the 90's and 5 million cell phones! And now, where are they??
Well, oh yes, brilliant me....I've been nagging David for so long to "just get rid of all these archaic computer parts that are just sitting around collecting dust" and well....he did. They were all gone. That is, all except for one old beige dusty keyboard!
My first thought was, "I bet it doesn't work." My second thought was, "Boy, I really ought to stick this thing in the dishwasher for a good cleaning."
Not wanting to feel like a dumbass, I grabbed a cloth, cleaned it off, and plugged it in, and Wa La! It works! So, I'm connected once again to the electronic world and I can hear the tap-tap-tap of my fingertips on this old but trusty keyboard.
So, that's why I've been away for longer than usual.
* I will introduce my next Badwater crew member soon. Stay tuned to meet Dave #3. (Are you sensing a theme here?)
* David and I signed up for Chuckanut 50k, which is a week from today. Hills and uneven trails are my nemesis right now, but I think it's a good decision anyway. I will really take it easy on the hills and I will brace my ankle for protection. My goals are: spend time with David, see friends and have fun, stay uninjured, and finish. (Oh yeah, and to stop at the Nike Outlet Store on the way!) If I finish, then this would be only my 2nd ultra since Western States 2005 and subsequent ankle surgery.
* I woke up sick on Thursday. This is my second cold this winter. I hardly ever get sick, but there are these nasty bugs going around and I am exposed to them frequently at work. I got over my 5-week upper respiratory infection about 3 weeks ago, and now I'm sick with another one. This one's a little deeper in my chest too. Bummer.
* I met Dennis and Gunhild this morning for a long run. We did the Elder Road "Plus" loop and ran tons of beautiful rolling country roads. It was warm, about 40 degrees. That called for shorts, which felt great. The wind was strong. The run was perfect. We finished back at the cars and Gunhild-with-the-Garmin said we had run only 19 miles. We were supposed to run 20. Now, I am the one that never gives a rat's ass about being a mile short or a mile long, while Dennis and Gunhild have been known to run around the parking lot (literally) to get in that last 0.2 miles so that they could call it even. (I just stand there and watch them.) But this time, it was ME that wanted that round number 20. So, I asked them to just run a short 0.5 miles out and back up and down the hill, and of course they said ok. So, yes, we got in an honest 20 today. Felt good.
(pic: a scene from Elder Road a couple of years ago)
* The bike purchase is still pending. I'm very frustrated. Even Trek has poor geometry for their XS frames. Why or why can't someone just SCALE DOWN a frame for us less tall people? It looks like I will have to get a custom built bike, but then it's going to take so long for me to get it, like 3-9 months, depending on the dealer. Whatever. Not sure what I plan on doing right now.
So, that's it for now. Hope y'all are having a great weekend.
PS - If you've ever actually put your computer keyboard into the dishwasher for a good cleaning, please let me know. It certainly does sound like a great way to clean it up real good! But PLEASE, no pranks - that would just be mean! :)
I am an ultra runner, physician and have been medical director of some of the toughest ultras. I tend to be a mover and a shaker and louder than my size suggests. However, my Gemini twin is gentler and contemplative, an artist, a writer, and a poet. I am a dog lover, a believer in souls, and have a special affinity for those who struggle because I have been there.
This is my crazy lovable huggable Weimaraner, Steely Dan. I call him Steely. He left us in January of this year at only 6 years from lymphoma that did not respond to chemotherapy treatments. Steely was a total goof. He loved trail running, road running, treadmill running, new experiences, making eye contact, sleeping on his back, me, kids, and liver treats. He was Zappa's best friend. We miss him dearly.
This is Stella. A rescue from the shelter. She's about 6 months old and a Border Collie. She is a joyous bundle of energy and curiosity and now also Zappa best friend. She will make a nice running partner when she grows up.
This is the now the big brother of my family - a rescued Greyhound. His name is Frank Zappa. I call him Zappa. He's 7 years old and has learned all about life beyond the track and crate from Steely when he was with us. It was very rewarding to watch his personality bloom as he settled into the family. And yes, he runs like the wind!
This is Natasha, my dearest friend. She was with me through college, medical school, residency, and she moved with me from Chicago to Spokane several years ago. She was my best running partner for 10 years. My sweet Natasha died from bone cancer in 2006. I miss her still. I hung a windchimes over the deck outside. When it chimes, I smile and think she has finally -- wherever she is now -- caught a squirrel!