Uh oh. A reader

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Received an email yesterday, from a reader! Holy crap, I thought, someone besides my mom and Megan is here reading. (Okay, okay, yes, there are more readers here, but I can still count you all on one hand!)

What was funny about it was the content:

Date:    5 May 2006 22:09:28 -0000
From:    Roshan 
To:      kittAThodsdenDOTeye-en-eff-oh
Subject: no updates today????

how come? 

Funny to me, anyway, since I blog when I feel like it. The site is for me I hate when I edit what I'm thinking because I fear someone might get offended, which is what I think when I'm writing with readers in mind.

Mischief and famous numbers

Date:    Fri, 5 May 2006 13:45:21 -0700 (PDT)
From:    Kris McQueen
Subject: [MisChiEf] by the numbers

Ever wonder who else wears your number?  Here's a list of numbers worn my 
Mischief in the past, and (somewhat) famous athletes who have also worn that
number.

#0:  Paul Youn, also Al Oliver, Orlando Woolridge, Olden Polynice, Eric Montross
#1:  Warren Schechter, also Ozzie Smith, Oscar Robertson, Tracy McGrady
#2:  Lisa Timmins, Adam Brown, also Derek Jeter, Moses Malone, Tommy Lasorda
#3:  Chris Doyle, also Babe Ruth, Dale Earnhardt, Allen Iverson
#4:  Kris McQueen, also Lou Gehrig, Brett Favre, Bobby Orr
#6:  Whitney Asher, also Bill Russel, Julius Erving, Stan Musial
#8:  Wes Chao, also Cal Ripken, Kobe Bryant, Steve Young, Troy Aikman, Yogi Berra
#9:  Tim Tuttle, also Ted Williams, Mia Hamm, Gordie Howe
#10:  Emily Gautier, also Pele, Walt Frasier, Fran Tarkenton
#11:  Steffi Wu, also Mark Messier, Isiah Thomas, Phil Simms
#13:  Pei-Lin Hsiung, also Wilt Chamberlain, Dan Marino, Kurt Warner
#14:  Chucky Kennett, also Pete Rose, A.J. Foyt, Ernie Banks
#19:  Shirley Wu, also Johnny Unitas, Steve Yzerman, Tony Gwynn
#20:  Rick Buellesbach, also Barry Sanders, Mike Schmidt, Frank Robinson
#22:  Brynne Speizer, also Emmitt Smith, Clyde Drexler, Jim Palmer
#23:  Kyle Schleifer, also Michael Jordan, Ryne Sandberg, Don Mattingly
#28:  Bridget Harrison, also Marshal Faulk, Darrell Green, Sparky Lyle
#33:  Kyle Smith, also Larry Bird, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar, Patrick Roy, Tony Dorsett, Scottie Pippen
#37:  Kate Hutchison, also Casey Stengel, Doak Walker, Lester Hayes
#39:  Swati Agarwal, also Roy Campanella, Larry Csonka, Dominik Hasek
#42:  Mark Smith, also Jackie Robinson, Ronnie Lott, James Worthy
#44:  Heidi Smith, also Hank Aaron, Jerry West, John Riggins
#47:  Kitt Hodsden, also Tom Glavine, John Lynch, Jack Morris
#77:  Beth Liebert, also Ray Bourque, Red Grange, Lyle Alzado
#80:  Kevin Smith, also Jerry Rice, Cris Carter, Steve Largent
#83:  David Pickett, also Ted Hendricks, Andre Reed, Mark Clayton, Willie Gault
#99:  Keith Randall, also Wayne Gretsky, Warren Sapp

Man soda

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Commercial voiceover: "It's beer, grown up."

Kris' response: "AKA, man soda."

Sad, sad sight

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Tomorrow, Kris and I are heading over to have our portraits taken. Having (admittedly very minor) surgery near my eye next Thursday has made me a little nervous, so I wanted to have portraits taken before hand. I had professional pictures taken last about eight years ago, so now is a good time to have more taken.

I asked the photographer, Sandra (the wife of a classmate of JenO's, which is how we were referred to her, that, and well, the amazing family photos of JenO, Bharat, Cole and Ally), what I should do about make-up. I'm so clueless about make-up. That I feel like an idiot when I wear it only feeds my cluelessness, so I wear it even less.

Sandra recommended I wear lipstick and a bit of blush.

Rats.

Especially since I don't have any make-up. I buy the stuff once every four or so years, so the various packages of make-up become single or dual use. The last stuff I bought was for my Aunt Marilynn's birthday on 02-02-2002, so time to buy more. Great.

I wandered to the cosmetics section of my local Safeway. Yes, that's me: the big spender on women's cosmetics. Only the good stuff for me (i.e. the $1.49 eyeliner, on sale!). As I stood there, in front of the small, yet seemingly vast, array of cosmetic choices, I felt ten years old again, looking at all the pretty colors. I remembered thinking how I wanted to have one of each, because I couldn't choose just one or two, how about all of them?

It's a sad, sad sight, when a woman my age (or any woman over 22, for that matter) has no clue what her colors are, what the various products are, or how to use them. How the heck do I apply blush? What's the current style? Match my skin color? Highlight my checkbones or enhance the hollows? There are no directions on these products. What the heck do I do with this stuff?

Sigh.

Trainer or gym?

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Yesterday was my last day in my package of twenty training sessions. I kept declining the measurement sessions (every tenth session is a progress-check session, which seems to be a waste of time and money to me), so I have no idea if I've gained weight, lost weight, gained strength, or just wasted my money.

Well, that's not quite true. I know that recently, none of my clothes fit, and that I was frustrated by a trainer or two. Despite those issues, I was going consistently, so I was definitely reaping the benefits. I have all these new muscles, but none of them work quite right with ultimate yet. I think I need to get a couple hundred miles under my feet with them to feel good about that as of yet.

So, here's my time to be wishy-washy, instead of just deciding. Doyle suggested I join a gym with a trial membership (24-Hour has a gym four miles away with a three month introductory membership that I might try), and see if I can stay committed to going. Going to the trainer costs a lot of money (the introductory gym membership is 5% the cost of going to the trainer for the same period), but because of that cost I go without fail (sometimes later than I'd like, but I can often make up the lost 10 minutes afterward).

I think not deciding is hard. It's draining. Do I choose A? Or do I choose B? If I go with A, it'll cost a lot of money, but I'll go. If I choose B, it'll be cheaper, but I may not go consistently. Or will I? Is paying someone to encourage me to keep going worth it? Can I find a workout partner, making the need for a trainer somewhat obsolete?

Gah. Don't know. Need to decide shortly.

Like this weekend.

And another Aha! moment

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Another mystery of life at least semi-solved with an Aha! moment.

My last two ultimate seasons have been plagued with shin splints. I'd work at preventing them with this exercise and that exercise, but had little luck. I started taking Advil before practice so that I could play, progressing to more and more to keep playing. At one point, I was taking small doses of Vicodin, usually a half pill, so that I could keep playing. I stopped when I realized how badly it was affecting my reaction times. The bottle of Advil was still my bestest friend.

The biggest problem I had with them was that they weren't normal shin splints, with the pain along the front of my shins. Instead, they were strangely deep pains, along the back of my shin bones. Unusual in shin splits, unheard by some (mostly because it implied the front shin muscles were stronger than my calf muscles, which, well, isn't true).

I, once again, managed to confuse the doctors with my bizarre pains.

While sitting in Hawaii, reading a magazine, this past weekend, I pulled my leg up as normal so that the outside of my left shin rested on my right knee (plus or minus a few inches adjustment in what you just imagined). I've been sitting this way for years, ever even. I can't stand sitting daintily with my legs crossed in an oh-so-proper-lady-like fashion, drives me nuts. Instead, my knee is sticking up and my mother is cringing when I sit that way with a dress on (yes, tragically, I've done that unthinkingly, only to have my friends stand in a strategic spot to whistle and cheer until I notice that, yes, they can see straight up my dress).

This time, however, for the first time, I noticed my leg begin to hurt when I sat that way. It hurt in the way very much like my shin splints. Why, exactly like my shin splints! Holy crap! This is the cause of my shin splints!

So, I've adjusted, yet again, how I sit. So many rules to remember when sitting now (sit on your sit-bones, pull my chin in, balance the spine, don't pull my leg up, stop bouncing the legs, okay, don't stop bouncing the legs).

Hopefully with these adjustments, I'll be able to stop worrying about my shins.

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