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San Francisco 2009 Carnaval Parade.

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June 22, 2009

A Full Day
Monday. We appear to be back to the no fog in the morning and eighty degree days here in Oakland, the next week projected to be more of the same. Which is good. The cold caught last Wednesday is continuing to skedaddle, some wheezing coming from the lungs last night while dropping off to sleep, but that's about it. I say thanks it was no worse. Lunch later with the old office crew at a local Mexican restaurant, this the last lunch but one before most of them are kicked out onto the street at the end of the month. For some this will not be much fun. But we've beaten that one particular dog to death.

A milestone of another sort this morning, stepping on the bathroom scale. For the last eighteen months I've been watching my weight in the sense of keeping the calories down under about two thousand a day and I've been able to do this without particular strain or appreciable effort. The without strain or appreciable effort coming from retirement and a resulting reduction in stress and change in my schedule.

I lost ten pounds right after the operation, which would have come no matter what, but the total is now forty and still counting. I suspect another ten and I'll be close to as light as I've ever been as an adult. I was once twenty pounds lighter than I am now, but there wasn't any padding left and I needed, for example, a cushion to sit on a hard wooden chair. Something else, I think, to celebrate. I don't seem to be able to get my act together to drive up the coast for a hundred or so miles, but I can get into pants that have been hanging unused in my closet now for years. So we'll give our collective self a pat on the back and see if the next three months won't bring a rest to this thing.

Three months and you'll “go off” your diet?

That's why I say change in stress and schedule. I'm not “on” anything so there's nothing to “go off”. I'd like it to stop on its own, though, in another ten pounds or so. Come to a sort of a balance. I do have a very nice pig skin jacket that would fit at that weight. It's been sitting in my closet untouched for some thirty years. No, I won't push it that far. Go out and buy a new and stylish really nice jacket, this time made out of something that didn't have a mother.

Later. Half a half order of a chicken Tostada plate later, walking half way back to the apartment before hopping on a bus later, going down now that it's later for a nap. Foreign travels to breakfast and to lunch have made it a full day for this old fart.


The photograph was taken at the San Francisco 2009 Carnaval Parade with a Nikon D3 mounted with a 70 - 200mm f 2.8 Nikkor VR lens at 1/800 second, f 2.8, ISO 200.