Cav's Place

Did start reading A Darkness at Sethanon on Monday and definitely plan to finish it and also write the quick review tomorrow, since there’s a protest Sunday evening that I want to attend. Having unions as the main organizers will be odd for me, but this time the activists I know are fully behind it as well and in fact there’s quite an unusual alliance of groups that would usually be at odds with each other but which now have a common enemy, so I’m somewhat wary but definitely want to at least have a look. So reading and posting Sunday evening probably won’t be an option, which means I’d sure like to read some 60 more pages today, so I won’t have to push tomorrow instead.

There’s really little to say otherwise, but I’ll start with Sunday, when my mother was brought back here by my cousin, to be here while dad went on a trip this week, which meant I had to give up on my hopes of actually getting some days alone… And also on the plan to make something I wanted to eat that Sunday, which I meant to do after dad said he’ll bring her Monday, before even that plan changed on short notice, as it often tends to happen when it comes to them. And she was also brought quite early on Sunday, so I was in the kitchen at the time, trying to at least make myself a salad and rushing to at least close the door when I heard the key, especially since my cousin briefly came up as well and brought at least what I understand is his adopted son along. Heard that his wife was with them as well, but I’m not sure whether she also came up and then quickly went back to the car or waited for them there, and either way during those few minutes I was fighting back panic caused by the fact that some other person was around. Wasn’t fighting back the rage caused by a child being here, of course, instead just mentally cursing and wishing them “nice” things because of it. Sure, at least they didn’t personally add to the population, but that doesn’t make it any less of a living representation of the world’s worst problem.

Other than that, Tuesday I went to buy a few things, checking out three hypermarkets again and getting just toothpaste from one, tofu and a small black radish from another and another black radish from the third. The radishes were just over a third cheaper at the second, but I somehow missed the fact that they had some from Romania on offer despite checking prices there first, then going to the third, then returning, so I ended up just grabbing one from the third, thinking to at least get something if I used the free bus they provide to cover part of the distance both ways, using the time to read a little more, since I had taken the book with me, then realizing I spent 0.18 RON (a little under $0.05 or €0.04) more by doing so. But I also found 0.13 RON (just over $0.03 or just under €0.03) in coins while there, so the difference was less. It could have been important though, since in the end I spent exactly 0.13 RON more than I had when I left, coming back with all of 0.03 RON, which were also found elsewhere.

As for this week’s run, that was yesterday, the time being 48:44, with intermediate times of 4:26, 5:14, 5:50, 4:29, 5:12, 5:57, 4:37, 5:09, 6:03 and 1:47, making for lap times of 15:30, 15:38 and 15:49. Good weather for this time of year, but the air did feel rather cold, so I had the training shirt on me as well again and, more notably, breathing took some more effort. But this also meant I watched my breathing from the beginning and managed to avoid those liver cramps this time around, and there were no difficult moments otherwise, even that worn right shoe rubbing the back of that foot less, so that wasn’t a problem either. Its effects on my socks are noticeable though, and I only have a few pairs of warmer ones, so ending up with them torn because of it will be a problem.