Friday, October 20, 2017

Empathy Gym --- Day 6/252

Walk: Fillmore errands and flu shot
Distance:  22 blocks, Up/Down, 5 Exercise/Asana/Flexion



The founders of the playhouse where Ciwt has season tickets call their stage the "empathy gym."  The audience sits together as strangers witnessing and gaining understanding for people and circumstances on the stage that are often very foreign, overlooked or disliked.  In the process the audience gains empathy for the actors and the fellow play-goers they are sitting with.

As Ciwt hobbles around her hoodwith her cane she feels she's in her own personal empathy gym.  Before now there are people and circumstances she's either avoided or not cared to understand. These include: why some people are so self-involved, why sick people are so narrowly focused on that, why they are edgy, angry, scared, unpleasant.  What it is like to be unattractive, avoided.  How it feels to be crossing an intersection and have a car speed through impatiently and barely missing you.  Why city people need to keep their sidewalks clean and free from hazards.  And other matters she kind of got - but not really.




Thursday, October 19, 2017

2 Minutes Later... --- Day 6/251

Walk: Another Rest Day
Distance: Not Far, Up/Down x2, Exercise/Asana/Flexion x 6


Ciwt wants to write a good post.  2 Minutes Later...   Ciwt wants to just enjoy her own thoughts.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Welcome to the Sandstone World --- Day 6/250

Walk:  Day of Rest
Distance: Basically 0, but 6 eercise/asana/Flexion sessions

























So, when she finally went out into the world the other day, one of the first sites Ciwt enouncountered was this.  Having lost her sense of dates, and with all the fires and the residual creepiness from her fall, she was like "Whaaa?!" Then she remembered, oh, yah, Halloween month.

A few days later she walked by this same house with her friend who pointed out the truly scary thing about this scene.  See the skinny white poles by the thick 'Greek' columns?  They aren't decoration; looks like they are what supporting the entire portico.  Sandstone portico, that is.

Several of the early grand mansions and public buildings of San Francisco were built of sandstone, often, like the house above, emulating classical Greek and Roman architecture.  The stone is relatively soft, easy to carve into block or more artistic forms, and ages to a pleasing buff color. It has been used widely around the world since prehistoric times for domestic construction, temples and monumental buildings so it is easy to see why the new San Francisco millionaires would have wanted it for their homes (or in the case of Leland Stanford for the university he built to honor is deceased son).

Unfortunately some sandstones have been found to be less resistant to weathering then others. And in general sandstone is sensitive to repeated wetting and drying.  So, beautiful as our sandstone edifices out here in San Francisco are, many - including the columns in the Stanford Quad - show evidence of significant crumbling.  In Stanford's case, the culprit has been sprinklers but in San Francisco the deterioration is due to our near daily fog which rolls in wet during the evening and then pulls back during the day while the city dries out.

If caught in time and maintained, all will be well - with pillars maybe looking a bit more ancient with and not quite as wide.  The skinny white ones will be removed when the original columns have been repaired with modern materials.  Maybe the witch will stockpile them for rugged broomsticks.









Tuesday, October 17, 2017

B for Barbeque; E for Attitude --- Day 6/249

Walk: Fillmore, SF Playhouse
Distance:  2 miles, 2 stairs, 3 exercise/asana/flexion


So Ciwt's first cultural outing since you know when is tonight when she'll see a play with the unfortunate title Barbeque.  Play photo - above - looks unfortunate too; oh well, it's only 90 minutes -with an intermission when he might sneak out. 

Monday, October 16, 2017

Why We Eat Our Wheaties --- Day 6/248

Walk:  Mollie Stones
Distance: 1.1 miles!, Shopped for own groceries!, 2 x up/down, 5 x exercise/asana/flexion

So today Ciwt's PT came to find her feeling discouraged/depressed after 5 weeks healing and keeping herself industriously entertained in her aerie.  He had had a prolonged back rehab himself, so he understood.  But!  he would not allow it.  'Does no good.'  'Besides you are way ahead of schedule.'

Then came the music to Ciwt's ears: "You are injured not disabled.  You have the strength of a 40 year old and the flexibility of a 20 year old.  Even though you are under doctor's orders to stay at home, you're smart and agile and you can go anywhere you want.  Just don't fall - which you won't if you pay attention."  In other words (against doctor's orders) he officially set Ciwt free with her cane to begin (cautiously) reentering the outside world. And saved her from the biggest threat of all: being cooped up and getting downhearted.

Since Ciwt is a woman of a certain age, her PT may have exaggerated a wee bit.  But that's okay with her because it perked her up and got her right down her 59 stairs and off on her first independent trip to a grocery store.

Now she might lift herself even higher with a more terrific story about her fall.  Instead of here:
She might begin telling people, the spectacular fall happened on an arduous hike here (with her fellow 20 yeard olds).



Sunday, October 15, 2017

Re(a)d Around the House --- Day 6/247

Walk: 2 x Stairs, Sunday House Chores
Distance: Couple of Blocks, 8 Exercise/Asana/Flexion


Saturday, October 14, 2017

On Balance --- Day 6/246

Walk:  No, Tired
Distance:  One Up/Down, 6 Exercise/Asana/Flexion sessions


This stylish, modern backpack is inspired by steamer luggage created by Louis Vuitton for cruise-ship passengers at the turn of the last century. Fashioned from precious ostrich leather, it’s a testament to the House’s extraordinary leather craftsmanship.

$31,500.00

So, Ciwt's pt suggested that she use a backpack when carrying things instead of a bag that is distracting because it is always threaghtening to slide off shoulder.  Good idea for balance while walking, but Ciwt wonders about the totally off-balance way she has to twist and reach behind her and wrestle with getting the pack on and off.  Maybe the people who can balance their checkbooks after buying this practical LV backpack have a man servant to help them with the on/off part.




Friday, October 13, 2017

E-ling While Ailing --- Day 6/245

Walk: Up and Down a Huge Neighborhood Hill (with pt; his idea; scary but good to have done)
Distance:  4 Major Blocks, 3 x Stairs, Bunch of exercise/Flexion (also scary - and good to do)
 


So, Ciwt has done her own taxes for decades.  She's learned to take extensions because necessary documents arrive later and later these days.  When she does file - and this is very important to her taz ritual: she puts her forms into envelopes, takes them to the post office and mails them registered/ return receipt.

She was right on schedule this year; taxes tallied and paid, extention filed, late documents in her possession, forms in envelopes to be taken to the post office.  And then she fell, ended up in an immobilizer essentially under aerie arrest - and far, far from any post office.

The only way she could file on time - and avoid actual arrest - was the dreaded and distrusted by her E-filing 👽 . But, as the deadline drew closer and closer and she got nervouser and nervouser, she began to ask trusted tech friends about their e-filing horror stories.  Instead all she received were reports of "really convenient," "been doing it ever since it became available," "my excellent and very conservative accountant always e-files."

Now Ciwt began feeling like she did when she was late getting an iphone - kind of like those old people who don't have call waiting.  Ie, arch.  Plus, there was that deadline.  So she turned on her computer, opened Turbo Tax, closed her eyes (metaphorically), hit send.  And that was it; done; just like that; from home, on time; ahead of time actually.

When she finished, she remembered mobile banking.  She downloaded her bank's app, took a picture of the front and back of the check, she simply couldn't figure out how to deposit,  pressed the "Deposit" button and E-deposited it!  From home, lickity split.

Now, if she could only E-drive.  Come to think of it, that's in the works.  (And, of course, Ciwt is dead set against doing it.  We'll see.....)