Product Review- suunto T1

Product Review, Suunto T1 heart rate monitor/watch

FinallyI found a time piece that is simple, and performs all the tasks I require. The suunto T1 is a sexy little watch that measures your heart rate, kcals consumed, and records your time in motion. I never thought I would want to bother with all the trappings of a heart monitor...Big clumsy watch, chest strap, and all for what? My ususal running philosophy consists of shoes and a trail...(Interlude..my amazing RidgeBack has rousted herself from the depths of doggie sleep to pluck, i shit you not, a FLY, out of the air and into her gullet!..After chewing for an unprecedented amount of time, she resumes recumbant position without moving a paw..) I cannot tell you how much fun it is, though, to be able to look down and see that my heart is beating 173 beats per minute while I am sucking wind up some hateful hill...Fun Fun Fun. As far as setting the watch up, I am a fan of Suunto's easy-to-read-and-understand written directions. I have used their dive computers for about 10 years and appreciate their instinctive directions.
The display has large characters that are easy to read while running, the chest strap is small so there is no chaffing. It is no bigger than my running bra strap, and my boobs don't get in the way. The watch can be set up for three HR zones, so you know when you need to step it up, and when you are in your best energy burning zone, or when your heart is about to burst.
The rewards of my running have included seeing some incredible sunrises and sunsets, interesting critters, a sense of accomplishment and peacefulness. Now I get the instant gratification of knowing that I have run off the pint of Ben and Jerry's that I ate the night before.

Good Old Friends

In my early twenties, before I even knew that I didn't have everything all figured out, I used to hang out with some great people. One of those i have kept in touch with, the others sort of drifted away on the breezes of their own lives. A few days ago I was wandering around on the internet. One thing googled to another, and suddenly I saw my own name, and right next to it one of my very best friends. I immediately clicked on it. That click brought me to a myspace page of an old and beloved friend.
During one summer the four of us would get together after whatever job it was that we had been working at. I think at one point all of us were employed at a cookie shop, and also at a newpaper where we pasted-up print onto poster to make it into the paper. ( Thats almost alliteration!) What fun days those were with our whole lives in front of us, so many diifferent possibilities and options. We hung out every night. We always had something good to drink or smoke. We would go out onto the roof of a little attic apartment and watch the stars and talk and laugh. We would listen to music too. We would spend hours and hours making up cassettes with all our favorite songs. Carefully placed, almost so that they told a story by their position and what they were about and who sang them.
My life is so different now. Things and circumstances have changed. I've had some really hard days, and some really happy ones too. Some things are just the same though. I still have a dull ache that comes from wanting to do more and be more. I want to be so much better then I am. I want to be the best parts of when I was younger and also the best parts of who I am now. I find myself stumbling through some days, dazed by lassitude and routine. Other days I'm blown away by my good fortune and possiblities. Such is the struggle of most Americans I imagine. Humans who are safe and have enough to eat, and places to work and come home to.
What a great thing to just stumble across someone who you know, and who you spent a lot of time with. How fun to go over the lost years and see where we have wound up!

Wondering Out Loud

This is a beautiful little heart shaped pool in a slot canyon in Zion. The water was clear and fresh.......and COLD!..We regretted the wetsuits left behind, it would have been lovely to submerge oneself in that icy clarity. Water has been something I love being in. I wish I could breath it...Even though scuba can almost get you there, it is only a poor substitute.

Not The Blogger I hoped To Be

At the beginning, I thought that I would get on here a few times a week to post an essay or two about, you know, stuff. Well, now I'm averaging once a month....Good thing is I have no audience but myself,,,hee hee. Anyway, I'm surfing around on the internet when I come across a website, a myspace that has my name, and Heathers and Bill Stutte's. I knew it had to be someone I knew turns out it was mike ryzek, way back from my high school days. Crazy.. The biggest thing that caught my eye was his age, 36. How did we get this old? I don't even know if I remember the girl I was back then. There has been alot of life lived since then. wow