13 February 2018

Leroy. 2011-2018


Put Leroy to sleep and buried him in the garden today.

Twice abandoned and at one point just chained to a post at a house that the owners had left — the English owners! — Leroy was adopted by us 11 years ago. Leroy wasn't the name we'd given him but this was his when he came to live with us. We found his documents. He was born in February 2001 and given the name of Kaya. 

People stopped in the street to pat him and say how beautiful and well-behaved he was. He would sit and gladly shake paws.

He was the father of six puppies that we raised and then found homes for. He and I ran hundreds of miles together. Until he could run no more.

Now, at 17, in dog years it's 119, we say the last goodbye to Leroy.

19 April 2014

Dogs made it!

today's run (19 April 2014): 3,2 km - 20 min. 

Dogs made it! Limping Golden Strelka and Leroy, who is 83 in dog years. 

I haven't been taking them on longish runs for a some time but they are always so eager to go with me that I am now trying to train them up again.


17 August 2013

The Lone Ranger.

Lone Ranger (Clayton Moore) and Silver.

Today's run (15 August): 9.65km - 58.18 min, 22ºC, light rain, very humid.
Definitely getting cooler. A nice quiet run.

The other day I watched with my children The Lone Ranger, a new version with Johnny Depp as Tonto the Indian. I used to watch the old TV-series with Clayton Moore in the 60s and was looking forward to the new version.

The stunts are wonderful, if reminiscent of the best of Indiana Jones and some sequences from the Bridge of the River Kwai. Otherwise it's a fairly lame flick. Even the cameo appearance of Helena Bonham Carter doesn't save it. 

What I did get out of it is the earworm Lone Ranger theme, in fact, the William Tell Overture by Rossini: para-ram, pam-pam; para-ram, pam-pam; para-rah, pam-pam-pam! A perfect running music.

Here is the grand finale played the Milwaukee symphony orchestra -

Photo of the Lone Ranger from here.

15 August 2013

Our running paths.

Today's run (15 August 2013) : 9.8 km - 58.12 min, +21ºC, breeze.

Without dogs. But I saw a young fox cub crossing the path right ahead of me. Exciting.

When running, I generally stick to the same route. For many reasons. Out of habit, or not to worry about getting lost, or to compare the times over the same distance. 

We are of course free to choose our ways. But we don't often change them. 

Neither do animals. You may think that they go wherever they want but, in fact, like us, they stick to the same route. Home-nest — to forage grounds — to mating place — home nest. 

Photo by Martin Pettitt

14 August 2013

Running at 84.

Today's run without dogs: 9.6km - 57.48min, +20ºC, light breeze.

I've looked up Leroy's passport. It turns out he was born in Feb. 2001! So he is now 12. Times seven, means he is 84 in dog years. And he has been doggedly following me all this time. 

I only hope nobody accuses me of animal abuse, he enjoys every run so much and only on the last one slowed down to walking pace.

Strelka is 9 which in dog years is 63.

11 August 2013

Bionic Man. Checking your heart for running.

Today's run (9 August) without dogs, they still suffer from heat: 9.87 km - 59.41 min, +22ºC, light breeze, cloudy. 
Not me but roughly like this.

It was strange running without the dogs, didn't know where to put my hands. In the end took out the handkerchief and just kept fiddling with it. 

Yesterday had my epreuve fonctionnelle in the Vire Hospital. I was renewing my certificat medicale, a paper from the doctor saying I am fit to run, that is to take part in official races. 

As I am over fifty, the doctor suggested I get examined by the cardiologist, and he, in turn, sent me for a more thorough examination at the big hospital. I had to run on a treadmill with a dozen or two sensors glued to parts all beers can reach while chatting to two doctors, a heart specialist and a technician. The heart beat showed in zigzags on the screen and every now and again the machine started beeping desperately. Each time I tensed up but it was only to tell the doctor to take my blood pressure. Which he did, at regular intervals. 

I am not new to running on the treadmill, but still it was much harder than running on the road. The procedure took about fifteen minutes, plus about half-hour for filling in the papers and waiting. The jolly big doctor, who kept tutting about me smoking and quizzing me about the Russian mafia, when he discovered that I was Russian, in the end pronounced: 'Impeccable!' and let me off. 


And I got a free epilation when the second doctor,  pulled off the pads. 

Oh, the joys of running!

07 August 2013

Priority to runners (new t-shirt design)

Today's run with Strelka and Leroy: 8km - 50.51min, 6.26 min/km, +23ºC.

Ran over the hill and back through the woods, lovely breeze, clouds shielding from the road from blistering sun.

Perhaps still too hot for dogs. They trotted on panting but very pleased with the outing. Bravehearts!

It’s been nearly too years since France adopted a new law giving priority to pedestrians when crossing roads, on zebras and even away from a marked crossing. The new rule is more or less observed in towns at established crossings but largely ignored elsewhere.

I’ve designed a Priorité Coureurs t-shirt - priority to runners. It is on CafePress in men’s version. One t-shirt may be pricey at €32 but ordering two or more will give you a 78% discount. 

Contact me if you want to purchase a women’s t-shirt or one with a differenet, customised design.


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