9/25/16 3.55 (2nd of 2 today)
Well that was a good run while it lasted…
YTD: 963.37 miles
269 days in a row
Because of my previous run I decided to down a glass of my Infinit Tri formula (sugars, electrolytes, protein, amino acid. Good for carrying on the bike, but the protein makes it foam up so it’s not ideal for running). And mixed up a big bottle of Infinit run formula (pretty much the same as the tri formula minus the protein and amino acids) so I could grab some hydration each time back to my house.
1st loop was uneventful. Hatched a Rhyhorn, hit a lot of Pokéstops, Checked in on the kids - they were fine, but the movie they were watching was almost over. “You know what you’re watching next?” “Yep!” “You guys doing OK?” “Yep!” - so out the door I go. Chug some Infinit and get back on my way.
Then my phone rings about 45 seconds out of my house. Had some volume issue and couldn’t hear. Rings again. I do a U-turn and head back.
“Dad?” “Yes?” “Whatcha doin?” “I’m still running - you need anything?” “Just checking up on you.” “Ok” <click> … so I turn around again, cut through a parking lot, and resume my route mentally calculating what part to cut off to make up for the extra figure eight.
Phone rings again. “Dad? The TV isn’t working.”
I’ve got a pretty big setup for TV. I’m still rocking a rear-screen projection TV from 2003-2004 (given to me by my wife as an engagement present) plus an A/V receiver, TiVo, AppleTV, DVD player, etc. So I’ve got a universal remote. And it’s a smart remote; you can press one button and everything turns on and flips to the right setting for whatever device is associated with that button. BUT, it send out all the signals one by one. You have to keep pointing the remote at the general vicinity of all the IR receivers. Nine times out of ten when “the TV isn’t working” it’s because the remote wasn’t pointed at the TV cabinet long enough. The other time it’s that the remote was dropped and the batteries momentarily lost contact and so the smart remote forgot what state all the components were in, so the rest of the buttons don’t work.
This isn’t something I can fix easily over the phone, so I take the next turn to head back to the house, cutting off a large chunk of the northerly section of my route.
For the next three minutes I’m thinking again how to alter my route/timing so I get a total of about 6 miles in.
I walk in the door and it’s sheer pandemonium.
She’s in tears, he’s raising his voice, the cats are panicking and the dog’s hiding under the couch. Actually the animals were fine, I just made that part up.
Turns out Nora thought she could fix the TV so tried to liberate the remote from Matthew’s control even though it was his turn to be in charge of the TV. So he pressed his chin into the back of her head (somehow?) to get the remote back. This apparently happened moments before I got back in.
So, that’s it. I can’t do this any more. If I can’t find someone to watch them, I don’t run - simple as that.
Apologies were exchanged and they were sent off to their rooms.