Thoughts From My Toaster Oven

Random Images

 
Awareness of the outside world. BBC: What did Jesus really look like?, by Joan Taylor, December 2015. Short version, the standard image dates from the Byzantine era. In other news, “Togas were circular (folded into a semi-circle to wear) and himatia were rectangular – modern toga parties, using sheets, are generally himation parties.” ibid.
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We have a new toaster oven. It is diligent about indicating when a task is complete. Sometimes my chef forgets to clear the screen.

Imagine having this flashing at you as you enter a dark kitchen in the small of the night.

Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine Walcott

Accessing The Virtual World Amplifies Our Relationship To … oh look, cats!

Thoughts

Random Images

 
Awareness of the outside world. Taylor Community Schools: eLearning Virtual Option for Inclement Weather. Noooooooooooo. Snow days are one of the joys of childhood.
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It was such a good plan. I was going to use Thursday’s post on virtual exercise as a segue into a thoughty discussion of virtual versus real. You know, one of those deep, think-piece essays that uses a single idea as a lens to examine concepts of self-identity and competition and imagination and perceptions of reality. It was going to be brilliant. [Exercise In The Time Of The Virus]

Alas.

My schedule is writing checks my brain can’t cash. Turns out my shtick tends less toward deep thought and more toward amusing cat pics. For example, this is what happens when you wrestle your sister in a box.

Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine Walcott

For The Record, Bike Stats

Fit To Ride

 
Awareness of the outside world. Sally went from heading right at us to slipping south of us. We ended up with steady rain, gusty winds, and stormy horses.
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Sometimes you need numbers to see that you are making progress.

I don’t usually GPS bike rides. Either we ride a known route, or I measure it via Big Brother from my computer. On this day, we our route was out-and-back, on a road we didn’t know well. The eye in the sky let us know when to turn around.

I am quite taken with the average speed. Last time I measured, I was a solid 10 mph biker. The 11.8 includes starting, ending, and two mid-ride stops to check distance.

Check out the split speeds! Progress!

Ride date, September 6, 2020.

Blog post #3100.

What progress do you have to report?

Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine Walcott

Exercise In The Time Of The Virus

Fit To Ride

 
Awareness of the outside world. On Wednesday, still thinking about Sally. When your state is headlining on the national weather channel, it tends to focus your attention.

Blogging note. A second post appeared erroneously yesterday. It belongs over in storage. Apologies to anyone who got an extra email. [Walking ToC].
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A roster of my recent fitness activities. The exercise is the same. The window dressing has changed.

Riding – Virtual Tevis. I may have mentioned this. [Archives]

Biking – Currently, virtual Route 66. Have done the Inca Trail & Alps to Ocean in New Zealand. When we finally reach California, I will sign up for The Great Ocean Road in Australia. Medals and maps from The Conqueror Virtual Challenges. [Biking Virtually, Route 66]

5Ks – Have walked nine so far. Two IRL; seven virtual. Five of the virtual were associated with formerly-scheduled IRL events; two were DIY. [Will Walk and Bike for Bling]

Walking – On days I don’t ride a bike or walk a 5k, I usually walk around the pasture, as much for brain as for body. I have begun logging the miles as a virtual trek down the Mississippi River. I would have signed up if anyone offered a virtual medal. No one does, so I am tracking it myself with the help of river maps. [Walking Virtually, Mississippi River]

What’s the same? The Activities
I rode and biked and walked in the before times.

I ride and bike and walk now.

I will ride and bike and walk in the after times. Lord willing.

What’s the same? The Places
Life in the country. Space to do all these things without seeing other people. No social distance concerns, no gym closures. We bike the same roads as before. I walk and ride in the same pasture. There was loose talk of taking the horses other places to log miles. Nothing has come of that so far.

What’s Different? The Specifics
Biking – a mild incentive to hit the mileage. Mostly a way to keep track and look at pretty pictures once I get home.

Riding – No way would we have done a five-mile trail ride without “Tevis” dangling in front of us.

5K – Wouldn’t be doing these at all. For amusement, I have made an effort to find new places to walk.

Walking – I now do 3 laps instead of the 4 that I used to do. Makes for an even mile. I don’t feel too bad about reducing the distance. Usually there is a second activity earlier in the day. [My Two Horses]

What’s Different? The Unreal Aspect
Of course the big change is the virtual component.

All of the 5Ks were scheduled to be IRL. The Gaelic Gallop also had a virtual option. It has been interesting to see how the different races manage their switch to virtual. Some say ‘Here’s your medal, do as you will.’ Others use tracker apps to record distance and post results.

The Virtual Tevis is new, obviously. I hope they offer some form of virtual participation once the horses are back on the trail. We’ll see.

The various virtual medal programs existed. Some hand you a medal. Some track your progress on a map. Neither one appealled to me back when I had other options. Which leads to …

… the bling!

There are enlightened individuals who compete for the love of the game. I am not one of them. Lemme see the loot. No horse shows. Sad face. Medals. Happy face! Yes, I have chosen walks based on the medal offered.

I’m not going much of anywhere for a while. Following my virtual progress on a map gives me a chance to travel in my imagination.

Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine Walcott

Virtual Media, Or Lack Thereof

Training Journal

If you’re riding a horse, you’ve already won.

 

Awareness of the outside world. Sally. Too much rain here. Not enough there. Ugh.
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The ride is virtual. The lack of media is real.

I have been dropping the ball on photos of our virtual ride.

New phone, old clip-on. No problem.

Rubber bands to the rescue.

Casing blocks camera lens. No problem.

Push clip out of the way before taking pic.

Return phone to belt loop.

Problem.

Because the set-up is a kludge, I need two hands to put it back on my belt. As soon as I take my hand off the reins, Rodney goes walkabout. Mind you, we are talking about reins that are lying on his neck. Taking my hand off the reins makes no material difference to the guidance of the horse. It’s as if he can tell when my attention is not 100% where it should be, i.e. on him. Even a simple check of our mileage has us wandering back & forth.

So I don’t bother. It’s not like the visuals are exciting. Look! The pasture! Look! Other side of pasture! And again! And again!

Virtual Tevis [Archives]

Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine Walcott

The Reset, Virtual Trail Report, Tevis Sippy Cup, Holding at Mile 61, September 2020

Training Journal

If you’re riding a horse, you’ve already won.

 
Awareness of the outside world. County Island: Help for Critters in Northern California Fires. Book giveaway announcement. You get a book! And you get a book! There’s only two of you! Everybody gets a book! Giving out books is fun! This is why I don’t have giveaways! Winners, pls PM your snailmail address, virtualbrushbox@gmail.com. [The Crack Of Dawn].
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Overall
Week off. Milton’s rider was busy with work at beginning of the week. Sergeant Softiepaws was shod at the end of the week. A chance for the horses to rest from their labors and to recover from the stress of hacking in their own field. (Looks around for sarcasm sign.)

Milestones
None.

Daily Log
We are doing our rides in 1/2-mile laps around our pasture. Link to standings, Doctor Whooves, Major Milton, All. Daily screenshots from VTevis results page.

Tuesday, September 8 – Monday, September 7. 0 miles.

Two months to go. On one hand, plenty of time to complete, even at a mile a day. OTOH, horses. Our banked mileage could go poof.

Recent Posts
Mine
[Miles 45-61]
[Virtual Management]
[Shadow at the Finish Line]

Others
Haiku Farm: In which “never say “never” ” is a thing, and Fee and I ride Tevis. We often ponder a Standie for CDE. [Turn ‘Em On]

County Island: The Tevis Trail: A Pretend Campground and a Real Food Truck. Horse food truck, he he.
County Island: The Tevis Trail: Pucker Up

[Tevis post archives]

Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine Walcott

Mood On Monday, Considering Historical Inevitability

Thoughts

 
“Predict the future. Use your turn signal.”
bumper sticker
“Everything else is speculation.”
me
 
History books are all about patterns, i.e. because of X and Y, Z happened. Read enough books and you start to think that history is an inexorable march from point to point.

That’s not how it looks from here.

There are no patterns. Or, conversely, there are many patterns, but no indication which one will dominate the tapestry.

From my view smack in the middle of an historical moment, nothing looks inevitable.

In the American election, the polls suggest one outcome. The experience of the electoral college in 2016 raises the possibility of the opposite outcome. Regardless of the result (shudder), countless op-eds will explain the unavoidable reasons this came to be.

Woodward’s book has just come out. Will it cause a swing in public opinion? Will it become another blip to disappear in the next news cycle? Either way, more op-eds.

Schools and universities have opened. The Tour de France is happening. Both have positive cases. Is this a brief surge that will disappear as we return to normal? The beginning of when it all collapses down on us? Will we stagger along between the two extremes? The next generation of public health PHDs will advance convincing arguments in retrospect.

Black Lives Matter continues to protest. Kansas NFL fans boo a moment of silence. Will we have substantive change for better? For worse? Will we settled back into status quo ante? Is there a tide in the affairs of men, or are we bobbing in the middle of the ocean?

Name the issue. Fifty years from now, the conclusion will seem inescapable.

This is my reminder to the future that nothing looks inevitable from here.

Stay safe. Stay sane.
Katherine Walcott