Monday, September 16, 2024

10000 or Bust!


photo of a runner on deserted highway with what looks like the rocky mountains in the background. For myself rather the words "instead of expecting someone else to make me happy" would have the graphic say "instead of expecting football" to make me happy.

updated since originally published to reflect that as of mid November have surpassed 10000 miles run from 2020 through 2024.


Alright another post on running. Some of this have written about before but it does include current updates. It is good to have humility, to be humble, but am in official old age bracket now and have decided it is also good to let one's light shine.

The pandemic era has become my golden era of accumulating running miles. As such if get in 400 more by the end of this year can say that hit 10000 miles run since the pandemic started in 2020. The years that the most were the earlier ones but although doing less volume lately, the quality sessions remain or more so than what did before.

The years look like this:
2020 - 2300 miles
2021 - 2200 miles
2022 - 2100 miles
2023- 1850
2024  -1560 as of mid November


I don't race or hardly do so. Only one recent live event done which was a 5k May 2023. First place my division but there were just two of us in age group. Best though was did it the two son in laws and the last mile was at sub 8 pace. Over all 31:55 first mile was 13 minutes. 

Have done 7 virtual marathons since 2020 plus 3 accumulation events. One of those did 252 running miles in one month and came in first in age group (out of 1) and in second place overall out of 64 entrants. There have been several other months where ran 200 to 240. 

The 52 weeks between June 21 2020 and June 20 2021 averaged 10 and a half running hours each week, and covered 2800 miles and is by far the most volume have ever done. But maybe not the most quality.

Started another marathon training cycle April 21 and completed it by doing a virtual August 30th. Had planned to go to the northwest to do an event but circumstances stepped in. Thankfully the race directors said could do a virtual instead. Did not let up though since then because the goal was to reach that 10000 mile mark.  

Just hoping that body holds up a few more weeks. May have to go get another cortisone shot. the first ever and latest one got was late April this year. It helped tremendously. I have osteoarthritis throughout the left ankle. Most days wear a lace up brace which helps stabilize the foot and avoid slipping. Ortho surgeon said he could operate to replace the detached posterior tendon but recommended that don't do it as such would require a year of rehab.  I may not have another year of solid running left in me so am following doc's advice.

It was with a good deal of trepidation that embarked on yet another marathon schedule as in the early months of 2024 as had a lot of discomfort but a few weeks off and that shot and brace worked miracles as evidenced by: 

Past 21 weeks 24 workouts with 4 to 6 x 4 minute at 5k pace; 
covered over 900 miles with 9 weeks at 50 plus;
plenty mile and marathon pace workout;  
8x1 minute and 8x 800 at faster pace with recovery at marathon and faster pace; 
 10+ long runs ranging from 3 to 4+ hours;
18 back to backs (two days in a row) that have totaled 20 to 30 miles; 
50 + sessions that covered 10 to 21 miles; 
with most of the others in the 90 to 110 minute range.

Need to average close to 30 miles these remaining weeks of 2024 to meet the goal which is substantially less than what have been doing since April. Whether get there or not though the main target remains the same. That is to be as much as possible like the runner who inspires me the most, Baba Lee, with whom ran the most memorable half hour run of my life on his condominium roof top in Taipei in his 98th year. So, Betty, Deborah, Al, Rebecca, Rayburn, Joshua, Wendy, Rhea, Luna, Nalu get ready to run with this geezer around the home block or on top of whatever convalescent center/hospital assigned to in 2047! Guarantee it will be a run you always remember!

South shore O`ahu August 2022 with from left to right
Wendy, Luna, Josh, Nalu, Al, Deb, Rhea, me, Betty, Becca, Ray



Colonel (posthumously General) Lee, Jin Xian








Monday, September 9, 2024

Mercy

"Mercy is neither a gift nor a power. It is an admission that survival has a cost."
From Pachinko Season 2 episode 2 a dying father's reply to son's asking how he could forgive someone who betrayed him so horribly that his life was ruined. He explained that we are all in the same boat prior to his definition of mercy.

Mercy has been explained in countless way including forgiveness, compassion, caring. The idea that we are all in need of such and that all are worthy of receiving such I find comforting, and confusing. Does that mean we should show mercy to those who show no mercy to others and whose actions are always self enhancing?

Do I care for Donald J Trump's in spite of his seeking power to bring retribution upon all those whom he believed did him wrong. To a man whose decisions during the covid crisis cost at the least 400,000 USA deaths? To a man whom if elected again will make changes regarding climate mitigation that will affect millions perhaps billions negatively? To the candidate who has made it clear he seeks to change the US constitution and to broaden presidential power?

I am grappling despite believing all whom have survived are deserving of mercy with the idea of showing mercy.

I abhor Trump. Cannot stand to look at him. His mocking of those with disabilities, in particular, disgusts me. But God loves everybody. I believe we all have a bit of the divine within us. Can that light over shine my darkness as regards Trump?
Should I let all the anger and hostility that feel towards him go and stop worrying about the untold damage another administration of his would bring?

Part of me wants to say the answer to that is yes, and another part says never. But...Trump too has part of God in him and it is not for me to pass judgement. My negative feelings towards him, however, are real.

There is no denying that Mr. Trump is a survivor and the fact that he does bring joy and comfort to millions of his followers. I don't understand it but such is true. Is also true that many of them can't stand the possibility of a Harris administration as much as I do that of a Trump second term.

Us alive today and those yet to be born are in the same boat. This planet is, unless some sort of miraculous intervention takes hold (God?) on an un reversible course toward not being livable by our species and countless others. So how is it that I should have mercy towards the presidential candidate whom believes climate change is a hoax and whose response to taking care of the earth is drill baby drill. One who demonizes his opponents via incessant name calling bullying tactics and outrageous lies.

Am not sure I can. Am not Jesus or Gandhi or MLK. But, I believe it is in my best interest to try to let go of my anger towards Trump and his enablers. Throughout my life I have been the recipient of mercy on numerous occasions and it behooves me to strive to forgive and to be kind.

May the light shine.

Addendum: Since writing this post the debate happened during which as Lydia Polgreen states in the article attached Trump's loathsome  actions and behaviors especially towards non whites whom are immigrants was on full display. The question as to whether or not people who are evil or do evil deeds deserve mercy is beyond my capability to answer. My hope is that somehow goodness prevails.

Another extra comment: Yesterday, September 15 a second assassination attempt was made on Trump's life. It saddens that stuff like this happens. I as millions of others from both parties have prayed every day for Trump's safety on the campaign trail for several months, and for the other candidates too. 

What is also alarming that those who have been critical of the 45th were declared responsible by President Trump and his campaign for these attempts. If people cannot point out sound facts when debating the issues or writing opinions than the ability to learn from others who one may disagree with is severely lessened. There are many countries where if you say something critical (such as in  Thailand with its' laws pertaining to the King) you have a good chance of ending up in Jail for years. Same for gatherings of more than 5 on street corners. Do we want to live under such conditions where one faction cannot criticize the other? It is obvious that the right does not hold back when comments such as "Kamala marxist, I hate Taylor Swift, only Jews who are stupid would vote for Harris," are constantly uttered.

Let us not lose our right to have free and open discourse about the key issues of our times.


Trump Has Crossed a Truly Unacceptable Line

Images of Donald Trump on a television screen, blurred and laid on top of each other.
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When my family moved back to the United States from East Africa in the mid-1980s, one might have thought it was a peak time of compassion for people suffering in faraway places. A glittering group of music superstars had recorded “We Are the World,” a smash hit charity single to raise money and awareness for the victims of a brutal famine that had gripped my mother’s home country, Ethiopia.

But when I told my new grade school classmates of my origins, I was met with cruel taunts. I was awfully fat for an Ethiopian, one said with a snigger. Must be nice to be able to have access to so much food, another joked. At the time, this was puzzling and upsetting — I had moved from Kenya, not Ethiopia, to my father’s home state, Minnesota. But the facts didn’t matter. These unkind remarks did the job the bullies hoped they would: They made me feel like an alien, an unwelcome stranger.

We live in even crueler times now, with humanitarian catastrophes unfolding on several continents, but the response of the wealthy world has been to demand tighter borders and higher fences. There is no blockbuster charity single raising money for starving refugees from the civil war raging in Sudan. And now, the cruel taunts come not just from schoolyard bullies and cranks on the political fringes, but from the lips of a man who stood on the presidential debate stage on Tuesday, a former president who once again has a coin-flip shot at regaining the most powerful office in the world.

And so I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised by that lowest of moments at the debate, when Donald Trump repeated a vile, baseless claim that Haitian immigrants were killing and eating household pets in Springfield, Ohio. This allegation appears to stem from viral social media posts and statements at public meetings. It was picked up by some of the most rancid figures at the fringe of the MAGA-verse, then quickly hopscotched from there to a social media post by Trump’s running mate, JD Vance, and finally to the debate stage, sputtered by Trump himself.

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There is a temptation to treat this as yet another Trump rant, a disgusting lie about immigrants like the ones he uttered as he began his presidential bid in 2015, describing migrants crossing the border with Mexico as rapists and criminals. He’s done it time and again since. He is the master of exaggerated and fabricated claims against the boogeymen, a skill he has used for decades to polarize public opinion and raise his profile and power at the expense of others.

But there is something particularly insidious about this claim, uttered at this time, from that stage. Food and pets are, to use a Freudian term, highly overdetermined symbols in our political life. They are capable of receiving and holding a multiplicity of very potent meanings, transmitting deep messages about identity and belonging.

What you eat is an instant way to communicate the most basic forms of human connection. There’s a reason American political rituals cluster around cookouts, clambakes and fish fries. The human need for sustenance — food and water to feed the physical body — is universal. But what is also universal is the meaning food carries. Everyone has a personal version of Proust’s madeleines, a food that immediately and ineffably names who you are, where you come from, the culture that made you. Food is a powerful signifier, of both belonging and exclusion.

Relishing the native foods of different states is a staple of the campaign trail. Doing it right — Tim Walz knowing what a Nebraskan Runza is — comes off as wholesome. Doing it wrong — eating pizza with a fork — earns derision. Liking the wrong things — Barack Obama’s complaint about the price of arugula at Whole Foods comes to mind — signals being out of touch with “ordinary Americans,” whatever that means.

Meanwhile, pets, in politics and in life, are the ultimate humanizer. Richard Nixon invoked his family’s cocker spaniel, Checkers, in his famous speech aimed at beating corruption allegations and saving his bid for the vice presidency in 1952. Presidential pets become celebrities in their own right, from Franklin Roosevelt’s beloved Fala to Bill Clinton’s loyal chocolate lab, Buddy, who seemed to be his only friend in the brutal days of his investigation and ultimate impeachment.

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Even relatively mild mistreatment of a pet is political poison: Mitt Romney was widely mocked for admitting that he had taken his family dog, an Irish Setter named Seamus, on a 12-hour family road trip in a crate lashed to the roof of the car. It reinforced the notion that Romney, a very wealthy former management consultant, was cold and unfeeling. And don’t get me started on Kristi Noem, the governor of South Dakota, who seems to have tanked her chances of being named Trump’s running mate by admitting in a memoir that she had shot her dog Cricket in a gravel pit because, among other sins, the dog annoyed her on a hunt.

And so it cannot be an accident that these resonances have been fused in an allegation against Haitians, a people who have long stood in for a kind of universal other in America — a completely racialized symbol of dark, chaotic forces that must be held at bay by the forces of white civilization.

There is a long and grim tradition of demonizing Haitians in the United States, one that cannot be separated from Haiti’s heroic history. It became the first Black republic in 1804 after its enslaved peoples rose up to expel the European colonists who had put them in chains. Their success so shook the United States, a nation dependent on slavery for its wealth, that the American government embarked on a ruthless campaign of isolation and manipulation of the young nation of Haiti. The legacies of those policies have lingered to the present.

Indeed, even as it has offered temporary protection to some Haitians who have fled the extraordinary violence currently plaguing Haiti, the Biden administration has continued the long, bipartisan American tradition of deep hostility toward Haitians seeking safety from violence and starvation: It has deported at least 20,000 Haitians since 2021 despite the bloody, politically motivated gang warfare that has engulfed the country. In 2021, videos emerged of border agents on horseback menacing many of the thousands of Haitians at the U.S.-Mexico border, pelting them with epithets. This wild new fiction, combining foodways with pets, seems almost precision engineered to dehumanize Haitians.

You can tell how powerful this type of slur is by how quickly and vociferously it has animated so many on the right. Figures who flirt with the mainstream have eagerly jumped into the fray. The conservative culture warrior Christopher Rufo has offered a $5,000 bounty for anyone who can find proof that a Haitian immigrant had in fact eaten a cat. It is not hard to imagine how this could quickly escalate into vigilante violence against Haitians in America. On Thursday, city officials in Springfield, most of whom have pushed back against the false allegations, said they had received bomb threats, prompting the evacuation of city buildings.

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Over the past few weeks, as the euphoria of replacing the oldest ever presumptive nominee for the presidency with a younger and more vigorous candidate has worn off, I’ve realized that something about the strategy of calling Trump weird has never quite sat right with me. Yes, he cuts a comical figure, with his blotchy orange complexion, his vertiginously cantilevered hairdo, his goofy dances, his bizarre obsession with Hannibal Lecter. It has also been a welcome path to sidestepping the tiresome debates over what it means to “normalize” Trump rather than treat him as a wild aberration in American politics, something that has become harder to justify given that he won the presidency and could quite possibly win it again in November.

But the past few days have convinced me that as much as we might want to laugh in the face of his absurdity, Trump is not weird. He is far more sinister and dangerous than that. And disbelieving laughter could, I fear, blind us to moments when truly unacceptable lines are crossed.

Kamala Harris seemed to sense this in the debate. When asked in an interview with CNN about Trump’s questioning of her Black identity, she was widely praised for shrugging it off as an irrelevant question and refusing to make her candidacy about identity. But when she was asked about it again on the debate stage, I was glad that she took a different tack. She did not speak about herself; instead she used the question to highlight Trump’s decades-long history of vile racism, from his discrimination against Black tenants in his apartment buildings to his demonization of the Central Park Five.

Trump may be diminished. But in his elevation of something akin to blood libel against a group of blameless legal immigrants who came to America from their strife-torn nation in search of a better life through hard work, like so many immigrants to our shores before them, he has proved himself a dangerous and malevolent figure whose menace must be confronted and defeated, fully and frontally, in this election.

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