Monday, September 3, 2012

Making incomplete judgements

I’ve been irritated by people criticizing the police lately, especially after the St. Paul YouTube video. I’m concerned about both the police and those involved in the incident.


First, consider the life of a police officer. Having a policeman around is awkward when friends visit. The room feels colder, and people perceive the badge as an obstacle. Suddenly, everyone becomes a comedian, joking about the police. They lose their first names and are called derogatory terms like copper, pig, dick, flatfoot, bull, john law, lousy news, trouble, fuzz, or the heat. They’re called everything but a policeman.


In many instances, the profession of law enforcement may not offer a fulfilling life unless one is willing to forgo significant family gatherings due to the occurrence of homicides or to endure working Saturdays, Sundays, and holidays at reduced compensation levels. While their salaries are sufficient to enable them to save and support their children’s college education, they are often limited to acquiring knowledge about Europe through television programs.


They spend years arresting a drunken prostitute, who destroys their uniform. Years ago, the office had to pay for a new one. They get a front-row seat to the world’s diverse and elite, including pimps, addicts, thieves, bums, drunks, girls who can’t keep an address, men who care, tyrants, liars, cheats, con men, and many in Skid Row. They witness heartbreaks like beaten wives or girlfriends, and firsthand, beaten, neglected, underfed, and molested kids with broken arms or legs. They see dead, lost, homeless, hit-and-run, sick, and dying kids. They also see the old and homeless, often ignored, pensioners, and people who walk the streets cold, hungry, and homeless.


Police officers work tirelessly, attempting to mend the lives of many while maintaining their sanity. They often embark on calls without knowing who they will encounter. They could face a child wielding a knife, a deranged individual armed with a gun, ex-convicts with nothing to lose, or an angry mob that despises authority.


Lawyers and the courts impose an overwhelming amount of paperwork on police officers. They meticulously fill out reports, both when they are accurate and when they contain errors. In some cases, they even create reports within reports to prevent twisted legal representation from manipulating the facts and allowing the perpetrator to escape justice. Police officers are required to write a substantial amount of documentation throughout their careers.


They must contend with constant doubt, anxiety, and frustration, as well as the ever-changing expectations and requirements set by court decisions. If the challenges posed by the criminal element are not enough, police officers often find themselves defending themselves against lies, deceit, or misrepresented videos on platforms like YouTube. They must also protect themselves from judges, juries, and, frequently, the public, who are often unaware of the daily realities of police work. Consequently, most people are dissatisfied with the outcomes of police actions.


Consider this when we believe what we see. The St. Paul Police were out of line in their treatment of the person, but I heard an angry crowd yelling and commenting in the background. They were antagonizing the police for arresting a felon with a warrant who threatened to harm his girlfriend. Someone yelled about “getting it all on tape.” I imagined the officer, with his back to the crowd, fearing for his family’s safety if someone pulled a gun. I would be terrified if I were near that area.


I’ve been watching Dragnet recently, and in Joe Friday’s words, “Being a Policeman is a thankless, endless, and glamour-less job that has to be done, and I am incredibly glad to be one of them.” Personally, I am very glad to see a police officer, even if I am speeding!


All you quiet dreamers, carry on!

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

1,831

Following Grandma’s Marathon, I anticipated recurring knee pain and other challenges associated with completing another 26.2 miles. It was the first time in a considerable amount of time that I missed running—not the roads, but the trials. Nevertheless, I resolved to continue cycling. However, the knee pain never manifested, and other body parts indicated that I should take a break.


My objective for this year is to accumulate 3,000 commute miles, which translates to 84 days of commuting to work. After his week, I have achieved half of my goal for work commutes, totaling 42 miles. However, I have logged 1,831 miles thus far this year. While I initially considered this satisfactory, I realized that I have averaged 8.2 miles daily this year. This revelation provided me with a sense of accomplishment. Subsequently, I discovered that several of my running friends average more than that for daily miles on foot. It is essential to recognize that these achievements are relative.


I recently improved my average speed to work by doing a time trial on my road bike. After watching the Olympics, I decided to give it a try. The previous time was over 56 minutes with wind assistance. However, on August 2, there was no wind, making it ideal for a time trial. I set a new personal best of 54:23 for 17.81 miles, according to my Garmin 405. I only had one red light! My average speed is 19.6 mph, and my average heart rate was 152 beats per minute. I was thrilled to achieve this on my new Fuji Roubaix 2.0, which glides beautifully.


I have been taking more pictures and learning new techniques.  Select the photos below for a larger image.



The summer has been decent, but the infection has returned. I was glad I rejected prednisone last time. I’ll have another exam in a few weeks, but I fear I’ll be given Levaquin again. I can’t afford another 10 pounds I gain on prednisone.


I’ll be 50 next month. Time flies. I’m unsure where it all went, and I see that I haven’t accomplished as much as I had hoped. Some call it a bucket list, others regret. I call it an opportunity. Many friends didn’t have the chance I have, passing young. I’ll cherish the time and believe the trials are ahead.


All you quiet dreamers, Carry on!

Monday, June 18, 2012

Grandma's 2012 - number 28!

When I started this post, I wondered where blogs were 28 years ago. I compared my experience at the 36th Annual Grandma’s Marathon (my 28th consecutive) with past ones, but I didn’t have a blog then, and I didn’t journal. After 28 finishes, they all run together. I had blog entries for 2009 and 2010, but last year was tough; I only had five entries (two in January and three in December).


My Friday could’ve been worse. Work was a mess, and I struggled to leave. When I did, I went to my girlfriend’s house and drove up in her car, as sleeping in a Nissan Altima is more manageable than my Smart ForTwo. I went to fill up with gas, but about five blocks from the station, it ran out! I had to push it to the station, but I didn’t get any help. Fortunately, the route was flat, but the entrance was the only issue. I picked up speed and made it.


After the fiasco, I left Minneapolis at 3:30 PM on Friday. I was concerned about my lack of preparation. Having not run any miles since the 2011 Grandma Marathon, I needed more preparation. I logged over 1,500 miles on my bike in the two months leading up to this attempt, but biking differs from running. Traffic made the trip 45 minutes longer, but I arrived at the DECC just in time for the 5K to finish and the parking lot to be clear. I picked up my packet and walked around Canal Park before heading to sleep. I set my alarm for 4:45 AM, expecting rain and a bus/train departure between 5:20 and 6:30 AM. Despite my recent sleep troubles, I had a great night’s sleep. When I woke, I was surprised to see a mostly clear sky, despite the weatherman's prediction of thunderstorms.


The train ride to the start was uneventful. I went to the Biffs' and completed the final race preparations, believing this would be my best attempt. I’ve been down, thinking this would end my consecutive Grandma’s Marathon attempts. One side hoped injury would take me out, while the other was a fighter. I hate to quit or fail more than anyone I’ve ever met.


Concerns arose due to the intense heat of the sun. The weather forecast predicted a high of 65°F with scattered thunderstorms. At 7:00 a.m., the temperature was already 65 degrees, and the sun was scorching. Standing at the starting line, numerous runners had already begun to sweat from the heat. Due to the forecast, this year’s race commenced 15 minutes early at 7:45 AM, deviating from the customary 8:00 a.m. start time. I recognized the importance of employing strategic running techniques to increase my chances of completing the race.


The race start unfolded without significant complications. It took approximately seven minutes to cross the starting line. I was maintaining a steady pace of 12 minutes per mile without any concerns. My heart rate was approximately 130 beats per minute, which was within a normal range. As is customary for endurance activities, I utilized the heart rate monitor as my pace guide, keeping my heart rate within the 130-140 range.


Everything was fine until I had a loud, painful clicking in my right knee at six miles. It was like a ratchet. Step by step, I clicked, clicked, clicked. I changed my gait and rotation, hoping to ease the issue. I walked to minimize pain and odd feelings, then ran in various ways to ease the pain. I found a short, pain-free shuffle. After the half-marathon mark, I realized my brisk walk was about a minute slower than the shuffle run, and walking didn’t hurt. I began to think, can I finish? I have to finish! So, I briskly walked, clicking off (pun intended) the miles at a comfortable pace of 15 to 16 minutes per mile. It was easy, and I had built up a cushion. I knew I only needed an average of 19 minutes per mile for the rest of the race to make the cut-off. I decided that the focus should be on the finish rather than the time.


Everything was going well until mile 22, when I began to feel tightness in my calves, right thigh, and lower back. I concentrated all my mental energy on each step, consciously changing my stride to prevent cramps from stopping me. I had been taking S-Caps and had followed a solid hydration regimen, so I remained focused. I’ve always believed that the brain can overcome many challenges if you know how to use it effectively!


Shelley met me at mile 24.5 and walked the rest of the way to the finish. It was a slow finish, but I wasn’t disappointed or happy. It felt like I had finished a day at work and was ready to go home. I wasn’t satisfied with my job, but didn’t plan to quit.


I look forward to returning to biking, though my knee hurts less than it did the week before the race. Last year, it felt better after 26.2 miles than with zero miles. I enjoyed the bike rides this past year and look forward to running and finishing Grandma’s Marathon again. When that day comes, I’ll make it my last, as I don’t want to quit without having enjoyed a race, so that positive memory will stay with me.


Currently, my focus is on combating this infection again. Despite taking Amox-Clav for six days, I haven’t noticed significant improvement. It appears that a more potent antibiotic is necessary, which will undoubtedly restrict my activities. However, I must take immediate action because I wake up unable to see clearly for the first ten minutes each morning. Within minutes, when I lie down to watch TV or read, everything becomes blurry. As I mentioned earlier, this is my ninth antibiotic rotation in the past 26 months. I am determined to fight this battle and emerge victorious, so I can overcome other challenges.

Thank you for taking the time to read my message. May you all lead happy and fulfilling lives and enjoy every moment of your existence. It’s easy for humans to take this blessing for granted, including me. I am grateful for the health, perseverance, and success I have experienced for over half of my life, including completing Grandma’s marathon. It still amazes me how quickly 28 years have passed. Wow!


Carry on, my friends.


Comments from my original blog - I merged the blogs.


wildknits
Congrats on your finish!! Good to hear your story. Amazing perseverance.  Hopefully, this will be the last round of antibiotics and the cure!  Monday, June 18, 2012 at 10:48:28 PM CDT
Wayne
28 years is incredible, Londell - Congratulations!!!  Wednesday, June 20, 2012 at 9:37:48 AM CDT
Anonymous
Hey, that's me in the picture with the yellow hat and camo sweatshirt. Funny stuff. Anyway, nice job on yet another finish.  Marcus. Thursday, June 21, 2012 at 6:20:56 PM CDT

Friday, June 15, 2012

Grandma’s 28? Now that is a young Grandma!

No, I do not mean a human Grandma, but the marathon in Duluth, MN. For some reason, thousands meet annually on the third Saturday in June for a 26.2-mile trek from Two Harbors to Duluth. This is where I have put my body at the start line for 27 years and managed to finish. I am beginning to think each time, the body was different.


There have been many personal outcomes and race conditions over the years.  There were brutally hot races, a brutally cold race, and even one where the wind took down the finish line entertainment tents just hours after I finished.  My PR (personal record) and PW (personal worst) on this course are over three hours apart.  Yes, I have averaged 8 miles per hour, but as slow as 4 miles per hour.  The race is a different experience at each pace.


This is the Marathon, but my 28th.  I know three people in their 60s have run them all. (I am not out of the 40s yet!)  I was not even a teenager for the first annual Grandma’s.  With 27 under the belt, I do not understand what makes me think I need 28!  Some think I need an intervention, some think I am overly competitive, and others wonder why I started in the first place.  Over the years, I have met other “streakers”.  In 2009, I ran with a woman who was on her 23rd.  I have a friend who is going for his 29th consecutive finish.  In 1985, my goal was 25 consecutive finishes, but like those words from Forrest Gump, “for no particular reason I just kept going” or “I figured, since I'd gone this far, I might as well turn around, just keep on going.”


This year will be a little more challenging.  My right knee is painful, and I'm not sure why.  The pain is all around.  It needs to be more consistent.  It often feels better the longer I use it.  It may be a good sign.    It feels like a hamstring strain, but also like it did when I had the meniscus issue.   I may have that checked after the marathon, as I did not want a medical finding to say I could not run this year.


Although, I have been waking in the morning with my vision being an issue again.  It gets so bad that I cannot read or watch TV when I lie down.  So I went to the Doctor late last month and had another check-up, which led to another CatScan... we found out the infection I have been fighting since 2009 continues to impact my head.  For years now, it seems like every 4 months, I am on a Prednisone and antibiotic regimen.  It looks like two or three weeks on, then 13 weeks off, and back on again!  He wanted to put me on Levaquin again, which helped for about five months in 2010, but I could not risk taking that and running the marathon.  So Amox-Clav in the meantime.  If that fails (like in the past), I will get back on that dreadful Levaquin.  I did refuse more prednisone as every time I am on it, it is 15 pounds added to the body!


The infection will make the marathon a little more complicated, but 27 years in a row is more than 99.999 percent of all humans could do. That is still 700,000, so I may need to be corrected. Also, if the body fails, I will only have a reason to run it next year if I want to! The last time I looked forward to this race was in 2003.


Looking back over 28 years, I recall things from 1985—it was my first Grandma’s, and I set a goal of 25 consecutive years.

  • I could not find a place to stay, so I stayed at the Best Western in Hinkley.
  • Michael Jordan (Basketball) was a rookie in the NBA!!!!
  • New Coke/Old Coke fiasco
  • We celebrated the Dow Jones breaking 1,500!
  • VH1 started
  • Wade Wilson replaced Tommy Kramer as Viking quarterback.
  • Dukes of Hazard was canceled. (Yes, I watched it…)
  • Back to the Future (Movie) was released!
  • We Are the World was recorded.
  • Billy Joel married Christy Brinkley
  • But Moonlighting started (I always liked Cybill Shepherd)
  • This is also MacGyver's first year. (I loved that show as well)
  • I purchased my first computer – A Macintosh 512K – I PAID $2,100 OUCH!
  • The world has 4.8 billion people

Between 1985 and now

  • The world population grew by 2.4 Billion people!  That is right...  BILLION.
  • I lived in 4 states (North Dakota, Minnesota, Wyoming, Illinois)
  • Six US Presidents (Ronald Reagan, George Herbert Walker Bush, William Clinton, George Walker Bush, Barack Obama)
  • Four so-called stock market crashes…
  • Ten Jobs (From a cook, waiter, manufacturing, sports official, retail sales to my current job as a City Planner)
  • Lived in 14 different homes
  • I went through 12 cars – Including my ex-wife and Son’s cars (Chevy Malibu, Ford Mustang, Honda 600 Sedan, Chevy Station Wagon, Dodge Daytona, Mitsubishi Expo, Ford Fiesta, Kia Sephia, Mazda Millennia, VW Passast, Smart Fortwo (twice))
  • Six girlfriends and one wife came and went
  • Son was born, raised… now 23 years old
  • Couple of marathons just over 3 hours
  • A couple of 6-plus-hour marathon finishes, many in between

What a ride this has been!  


It is time to saddle up the old bones and head North.  I hope to still enjoy the ride or not fall off the horse.  I will once again (as I have done since 1999) sleep in the car, run it, and come home.  Unlike 28 years ago, I feel it much more before, during, and after.


Carry on my friends!


Comments from my original blog - I merged the blogs.


Wayne
here's to #28, Londell!!! I wish I could be up there to cheer for you and others, but I'm headed the other direction this weekend. one more mile...  Friday, June 15, 2012 at 2:51:14 PM CDT
Mike W.
Best of luck, make sure you enjoy yourself and I am sure you will see many friends who will help keep you moving towards the boat. Look forward to hearing the result.  Friday, June 15, 2012 at 4:02:28 PM CDT
SteveQ
Best of luck!  Saturday, June 16, 2012 at 10:30:37 AM CDT

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