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.


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.....)

Thursday, October 12, 2017

We've Only Just Begun --- Day 6/244

Walk: Fillmore Street, Stairs x 2
Distance:  9 blocks, Multiple pt/asana sessions


All fresh and they will grow like mad.  Ciwt's happy with her pretty new deck new deck plantings, but wondered why the pictures look so sort of sad and dreary.  They were taken in the brightest time of day.  Then she remembered: Smoke. 

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

Under Construction: Hummingbird Heaven --- Day 6/233

 Walk: Real Street Blocks, Around Pad
Distance:  9 Blocks, 4 Stairs up and down, 6 exercise/asana sessions

So, Ciwt is having her deck refreshed, and already today these:

Have become these:

And very soon they will become these: 
                                                                        streptosolen jamesonii marmalade bush

And they will make these very happy: 

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Traveling Yoga Pants --- Day 6/232

Walk:  The usual Pad/Street
Distance:  3 stairs, 2 Blocks, 5 yoga/asana

Luckily Ciwt kept some of her early yoga pants, the wide legged kind.  They are the only things in her carefully capered closet that fit over her trusty immobilizer. 

When she retired the wide leg pants, she was thinking they were a bit frumpy and heavy on the bottom.  So she switched to slghtly flared capris that were a bit more dainty and - she thought - becoming.She never liked the totally form-fitting look for yoga teaching - thought it too raunchy and revealing, never mind two pieces with midriff revealed.  But that was Ciwt, and students over the years started showing up in less and less and tighter and tighter.

Then they started wearing that look on the street, and pretty soon yoga tights became simply how women dressed for casual around town errands, coffees, mommy wear.  Not necessarily attractive to Ciwt, but becoming slightly acceptable to her.  Until yesterday! Yesterday she saw a reporter reporting on national television from a Presidental news conference in Washington, DC wearing a short hot pink tee shirt and black tights.  This presumably was her work outfit.

There are a lot of things Ciwt could say about this - starting with ish.. Now she's even happier that she saved her wide legged pants which were made from beautiful materials that look as new as they did 18 years ago.  She respects that they were sewn with a sense of fashion and decorum.  And she loves that they fit over her immobilizer so she can go out on the streets looking somewhat together (if a bit frumpy and heavy on the bottom).

Monday, October 9, 2017

Sad, Bad Day --- Day 6/231

Walk: The (Smokey) Hood
Distance: 10 Blocks, Exercises/Asanas

The sky really is falling around here in Northern California. 

Sunday, October 8, 2017

One Man's Trash --- Day 6/230

Walk: Stairs (x2), Round and About the Pad
Distance:  4 Blocks, 10 exercise/asana sessions, General puttering

Today Ciwt was thinking of one of her friends who is quite talented at mosaic work and will soon travel to a workshop in Mexico.  Mosaics are one of the most famous types of Roman art, but the first people to make mosaics were from Mesopotamia (now Iraq) thousands of years before the Greeks who then took up the art form.  As with all their art, from sculpture to architecture, the Romans adopted mosaics from the Greeks.

The Romans are credited with perfecting the mosaic form (and in fact they did raise it to a high level), but most of the recorded names of Roman stone workers are actually Greek, suggesting the highest skills were retained by the Greeks.  Probably the most skilled artists created the cartoon for the mosaic and the actual cutting and laying of the tesserai (small, cut stones) into plaster was done by slaves.

Because mosaics are intricate and time consuming (hence expensive) they were seen in the villas and town homes of the wealthiest citizens of the Roman Empire from Africa to Britain  - not in ordinary homes.  Often their scenes were copies of paintings, a far more prestigious art form.  That the most popular subject matter was mythlogical figures, hunting scenes and other pursuits of the wealthy comes as no surprise to Ciwt.  But, because she like her neighbors out here, works to understand and follow our complicated 'rules' for trash disposal, she was rather amazed to learn that one of the most sought after and copied scenes was bones and scraps of food left on the floor - presumably after a sumptous orgy.

Saturday, October 7, 2017

_______ --- Day 6/229

Walk:  To Street, To visiting friends' rented car, rie sideways in back seat to club to pik up lunch, Back up, 'host' take out lunch,
Distance: A few blocks, a few exercise sessions

Color Ciwt feeling blank after 'entertaining' and having a nice time with visiting friends..

Friday, October 6, 2017

Necessities --- Day 6/228

Walk:  Up/Down to street x 3, around
Distance: 3 challenging blocks, 2 flat, exercises-asanas

Ciwt once taught a yoga student who operated a flower shop. 

"What a wonderful business" Ciwt said to him. "Flowers are such a lovely luxury."

"No," he replied to Ciwt, "flowers are a Necessity." 

And indeed Ciwt has come to see it exactly the same way.  The first thing she did after returning home from the hospital was fill her place with the energy of fresh flowers.

Thursday, October 5, 2017

Propellers --- Day 6/227

Walk:  Ciwt is becoming a regular streetwalker (shhhh...)
Distance:  8 blocks, Up/Down Stairs x5, exercise-yoga x 4

Grace Munakata, Propellers, 2011, oil on canvas     (with foot)

Ciwt has been spending many more hours than usual with her foot up across from this painting.  Even though she bought it years ago, it is always new with little passages that she hasn't noticed before.

How many flowers do you see?  Propellers?  Birds?

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

Pawing the Concrete --- Day 6/226

Walk: Several trips up/down stairs, along street in the actual outdoors
Distance: 6 Blocks, Exercises and yoga at intervals 

 Ciwt's little red sports walker is all ready to go when her PT waves the starting flag.

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Oh, Yes, I See (Ha!) . --- Day 6/225

Walk:  Lots of stuff happening at homefront today, so kind of remembered a few stair trips and a couple execise sessions
Distance: A couple of blocks, some stairs, some exercise

Barely techie Ciwt spent time with her tech person today.....

Monday, October 2, 2017

Times of Simple Movement --- Day 6/224

Walk: Up and Down Stair By Stair, then Step By Step Back and Forth on Ciwt's Block 
Distance: 6 Blocks, Stairs x 3, Exercises

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Dys --- Day 6/223

Walk:  Back and Forth with exercises and yoga
Distance:  8 Blocks, and all the exercises

Ciwt could tell from the pictures she probably wouldn't and then one episode into the TV version, she dydn't like The Handmaid's Tale.  Distaff, discordant and dystopian and not for Ciwt. Plus it reminded her of boarding school.  Too bad: the acting is good and now she needs to find something else to binge on.