Showing posts with label recycling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label recycling. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

saving birds

This morning we walked in Bonnie's Salisbury neighborhood. She has routes. The east route. The west route. And variations on all the routes to add or subtract hills. This one was LV flat.

We were near the park and there were several lime green 4-pack rings on the ground. (Why are beverage companies still using these things? The dangers to animal life is well known. I digress.)

When I walk, I walk past/over all kinds of trash. There is not enough time to clean the streets as I walk, and it looked like there was quite a party at the park last night. Let's just say the sales at BK were very good.  I did walk past the lime green 4-pack rings. Maybe a whole two steps. But I had to go back and pick them up. I could not leave them sit. A goose from the pond my get it's neck in them—and I don't even like them.  Bonnie and Megan kept going. When Bonnie looked back she probably thought WTH?

I carried those buggers for nearly two miles. When we got back to Bonnie's, I forgot to take a picture of them before Megan cut them up.

Tonight school starts. I should begin to see my walking numbers go out. Still don't have a chance in hell of catching my friend with her "working retail" steps. But I'm going to try.

I also signed up with the Wellness Center (that's the fancy name for the nurses office) at NCC for the 10K a day challenge. That should help keep my fat butt moving.

Wednesday, October 2, 2013

return to zumba

I returned to Zumba tonight. the walking clinics are most likely over for the season. It just gets too dark too early. Tonight I took the 2 lb dumbbells that I got for the Sugar Crushers panel. Wow am I sore.

If she's at Zumba, I walk home with a neighbor. She lives on the 500 block. Tonight I thought I was walking slow. She said to me, you really walk fast. Oops. Then I told her I did half marathons and races, and walked over 100 miles a month. It sounded impressive. But it's not. It's just consistent. People going to the gym every morning log just as much time.

Yesterday Bonnie and I parked the car at the Bethlehem recycle center and then walked down Illicks Mill Road to the mill, then took the Monocacy Trail to Burnside. We returned up Paint Mill/Eaton Avenue, and then headed up 8th/Schoenerville back to Illicks Mill Road and to the car. Then we did Bonnie's recycling. I also gave Bonnie homework. Proofread the Volkssport south Bethlehem walks. I need to get them sent in.

Tomorrow we will be walking to the Hotel B and changing all the envelopes in the Volkssport walk box to my address. I am now the point of contact for the Bethlehem and Allentown trails. Friday, we'll change the ones in Allentown. Then we'll head thru historic Bethlehem, out Lehigh Street, over the Fahy and back home.

Saturday, September 15, 2012

no more pink sneaks?

I've been noticing for awhile that my pink sneakers are shot. Just look at the bottoms. From what I read you have about 600 miles in a pair. I'm well past that I'm sure. Sadly I just bought them in February or March.

So I said to the roomie, "wanna go for a ride in the car?" Amazingly she said yes. So off we went to my favorite sneaker store New Balance. A corporate sponsor of the 3-Day, all their shoes are made in Massachusetts. That's right. We still make a couple things in America and I'm buying them.

As you've seen in many posters my sneakers are pink. A percentage of the sales go to Koman. I'm looking at the clothes and the clerk asks if I need assistance. I point down and say "Need these in a 10."

"Pink has been discontinued."

"What?"

She shows me gray. "They have plenty of pink". The thought behind the color change is that the pink gets dirty quickly. Personally I don't mind dirt, but I guess others did.

I was disappointed but I bought them. They also had a sneaker slide in the same gray, much less pink, but the insole has the Koman logo. Guess my shopping trip can go in the budget as philanthropy!

While I was browsing I found this shirt. Now if you've ever sat in one of my classes, this typeface —hobo—is on the never-use list. (Morris Fuller Benton, 1910.) It has been miss-used and abused so badly since the advent of personal computers. Clearly this is warped for effect.

I was also looking at pants. During the summer I've been wearing my regular shorts. I have yoga pants and knee length pants that I wear. However, neither of them are really practical for Zumba, or Stretch and Tone, or any type of group aerobic-like class. I need shorts. I want them tight, but not spandex. And I want pockets. I kept going back to these and leaving them. They were a bit pricey. Finally, when the clerk asked the inevitable "will there be anything else?" I said "yes". Then I asked her about how they fit. That's when she told me they have a built in panty! She said they are form fitting but not tight. They move with you, but won't stick to you. And they aren't baggy. I bought them. Both the t-shirt and the pants fit like a dream. The shorts are exactly what I wanted. You'll see them tomorrow. I'm wearing them for the Iron Pig 5K.


When we returned home I sat down at the computer to type this up. The roomie says, "if they discontinued your pink shoes, maybe you can find them on the internet." Some days she's so smart. I searched. I found. I bought. The girl who three years ago did the 3-Day in Birks, now has three pair of sneakers.

Now I just need to find out in NCC is still recycling the old ones. If worse comes to worse I can take them to the Nike store in Tannersville. They always have a bin.