Fix my g*dd*mn sole!

I've been so immersed in my new baby, my new job, and my year-long aching foot that I've pushed aside the workout interjections in my entries. Nonetheless, I really have been exercising.

Last Friday, Dr. W injected more cortizone into the heel of my foot. Geez, it grossed me out. I couldn't help but flinch. It went like this: he stuck in the needle, injected some juice, pulled out and reinserted at a different angle, injected more juice, pulled out and reinserted again, ... and again ... and again ... and again. Oh, and again. [wince]

The treatment was kinda like the way you would swish a drinking straw in an almost empty beverage container, searching for that last sip. But more painful.

The lesson for you all: for heaven's sake, have lots of sex / suck face take care of your plantar fascia!

"Math Doesn't Suck"

Thank you, Winnie Cooper Danica McKellar. I hope to give your book a read to get a glimpse of your "fun" perspective on arithmetic.

You go, Wonder Girl!

One, two, three, push!

She's here! She's here! She's here!

Sweet little Claire popped into the world Thursday afternoon. And after only less than three hours of labor -- a new family record! :-)

That's 6 lbs, 15 oz, and 20 inches of life-formed love.

Go baby go!

Pre-birth day

A cute little button and still in her mother's womb. This sonogram of little C's face was taken a week and half ago (Aug 6). Much sooner than that -- tomorrow, in fact -- she'll be popping out probably just around noon. Melinda is already at 40 weeks and at full term and still not contracting. Go figure.

Because of this and because she has gestational diabetes, she's scheduled to be induced soon after we check into the hospital bright and early at 7 am.

So yeah, tomorrow's the day. Baby 4 is on her way.

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ps: We've already picked out the cutie's first name. Anyone want to take a guess? However, her middle name has yet to be decided, and my suggestion unfortunately has been denied by the mrs. (Sorry, Red Sonja 2.) So feel free to throw in your two cents.

Burning up the hills

A 39.5 mile hilly bike ride with Jay today. A casual conversational pace, as we normally prefer. Hit the road at 6:30 am, back at the parking lot at 9:30 am. And the whole day ahead to spend with our families. A transparent workout is what I call it; hardly anyone notices our time away. That's the way I like it -- minimal time impact.

The highlight of the ride was the culmination of my gym workouts in me tearing up the last and hardest hill of our route. A personal best as I perceived it -- upping to the big chainring and bigger gear ratio (53/19, I think), faster cadence, and a lower RPE of 13 (vs 20, last year). Yeah, baby!

Alpe d'Huez, here I come! :-)