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Wrapping Up Our Deck Project: A Journey of Preparation and Patience

Written 9/29/2024

Hello Dear Readers,

Oh, great! It looks like the rain has finally passed. For the past several days, my wife and I haven’t been able to work on our deck project. The morning temperatures have dropped below 70°F regularly, though it’s still warm enough for painting. However, I can’t help but feel some time pressure. My wife has been reading up on how to restain the deck and learned that the process needs to be done within a certain temperature range. She suggested we aim for early October when temperatures should be between 65°F and the high 70s, a perfect window for the work.

The deck project is something my wife had been planning months in advance. Spring slipped by, though, as her schedule was too packed to get to it, and we missed the ideal weather. Since moving to Nashville, we’ve had relatively dry summers, but the heat here is no joke. Most days reach over 90°F, which is far from ideal for painting a deck. At least we managed to keep the yard looking decent. Once my wife snagged a couple of days off, we used the opportunity to powerwash the deck.

It wasn’t until after we cleaned it that we realized the decking boards were in worse condition than we’d thought. Some were starting to rot, but the old paint had been hiding the damage. My wife researched how to fix the wood, and she hopes to replace the decking in a few years. For now, though, it looks like our preparation work will take longer than expected since repairs need to be made. I’ve been sanding the deck for quite some time, trying to get it ready.

Then, a hurricane hit. It didn’t directly impact our city, but it brought days of rain. Now that the rain has finally stopped, I’m tempted to finish the sanding, but I know better. The boards are probably still soggy, and sanding wet wood is never a good idea. I’ll give them another day to dry out before continuing tomorrow.

Once I finish sanding, my wife is hoping we can paint next weekend. That would be exciting—we’d finally be able to wrap up this project! Of course, there are still stairs to repair, and the path that runs around that corner of the house will need to be redone, but those are separate enough to tackle later. For now, finishing the deck is the main goal.

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Unexpected Connections on a Shortened Run

Written September 21, 2024

Hello Dear Readers,

Today, I ran shorter than usual. Earlier in the week, I was able to run at a faster pace, so I decided to scale down my 10k run to 5k. This also worked out with my wife and I’s other plans. We planned to shop for new running shoes since both of ours had exceeded their mileage. Running on worn-out shoes increases the risk of injury, so it was time for replacements.

During the day, I had a pleasant surprise—a neighbor I hadn’t met before came over to introduce herself. She lives in a house with a garden my wife has always admired, so I was happy to finally learn her name. My wife often sees her while running during the summer when the neighbor is out tending to her plants. Her garden really is one of the prettiest in the area.

She mentioned that bunnies had been nibbling on her plants, but they had since disappeared, likely due to a nearby fox. My wife had mentioned spotting a fox recently, though she wasn’t sure at the time, as it darted off quickly behind a house. It made her a little sad when I told her about the missing bunnies. She knows it’s just part of the food chain but enjoys seeing the rabbits around. Once, she even witnessed an owl hunting one, which left her quite upset. Early runs let you witness a lot of unique wildlife moments. On the other hand, I usually run a bit later, so I miss out on some of those events.

There are always people walking or running in our neighborhood. Most are friendly and enjoy striking up a conversation mid-run. Since moving to Nashville, I’ve met a lot of our neighbors this way. My wife runs early in the mornings and often sees familiar faces, but she doesn’t stop chatting much since she likes to start her workday early.

Meeting new people is always a good thing, and it’s nice to know more of our neighbors. Unfortunately, I forgot to pause my running app while talking, so it recorded the time I spent standing still at my average speed. Despite that, the app still saved the times, and the recorded run wasn’t completely off. At the end of the day, the numbers didn’t matter too much—what’s important is that I got in my exercise and got to know another neighbor, which is something I value in its own way.

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A Day Full of Strawberries and Tofu: Adventures in Homemade Delights

Written 5/4

Hello Dear Readers,

This morning, our usual routine took a delightful detour. Here in Nashville, Tennessee, we’re smack in the middle of strawberry season—a time my wife and I eagerly anticipate each year. Bright and early, we set out to our local farmer’s market to acquire strawberries to make homemade jelly.

My wife is particularly fond of strawberries, which are directly from local farmers. She swears they are infinitely sweeter than those found in supermarket aisles. We usually purchase them by the gallon bucket, necessitating immediate action to freeze or preserve them to avoid spoilage. Although we typically manage to get two buckets, today, we restrained ourselves to just one, as our freezer is already brimming.

Part of today’s agenda for my wife was to embark on a new culinary project—making tofu. She’s planning to document this endeavor on her blog. I encourage anyone interested in DIY soybean crafts to look at her upcoming post. 

In preparation, she picked up jalapeno peppers to add a zesty twist to our strawberry jam, turning it into a spicy concoction. The preparations for this fiery strawberry jam began last night, ensuring we were all set for today’s jam-making session.

In addition to the strawberries, we also acquired soybeans for our first attempt at making tofu. My wife has spent considerable time researching tofu preparation, and her excitement was palpable—akin to her enthusiasm when we first experimented with making Kombucha at home. She procured an impressive 50 pounds of soybeans, planning to hone her tofu-making skills through ample practice.

The day’s unusual events pushed back my journal writing schedule considerably. Part of me even toyed with skipping my journal entry entirely. Still, eventually, I carved out a slot in my day to maintain this important personal ritual.

Today has been a testament to the joys of embracing local produce and the rewarding challenge of homemade food projects. Whether it’s the sweet burst of locally sourced strawberries or the intricate process of tofu making, each activity adds a unique flavor to our lives, enriching our daily routine with new textures and tastes.

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Nashville Weather’s Roller-Coaster Ride: How Temperature Swings Impact My Running Routine

Written 4/3

Hello Dear Readers,

It seems the weather in Nashville is in roller-coaster mode, fleeing from summer and dropping 20 degrees the next day. This sudden change has relieved some pressure to complete the pre-run parts of my morning routine. After enduring a month of 90-degree heat, I would certainly welcome a 20-degree respite. However, the drop feels more disruptive than refreshing after only a few days of 80-degree temperatures.

The abrupt shift in temperature is impacting my running pace. I am curious to see how much of my newly gained speed remains when I hit the pavement. How will the cooler temperature influence my run this time? I know that excessive heat slows me down from previous years, and I believe that today’s cooler weather is pretty close to ideal for running. The only complication now is deciding whether to wear shorts or pants.

In the past, consistent hot weather would slow me down significantly. The high temperatures would sap my energy, making each step feel heavier and more laborious. This recent dip to cooler weather feels like it could be a perfect running condition, but it’s a stark contrast to the heat I’ve been acclimating to. The rapid temperature swing introduces a new challenge to my routine.

The cooler weather offers some benefits. I notice that my breathing is easier, and my body feels less stressed without the oppressive heat. The sensation of cooler air is invigorating, making the run more enjoyable. Yet, the suddenness of this change has left me slightly disoriented. My body, conditioned to expect the heat, now has to adjust to the cooler temperatures. This adaptation period is crucial, as it influences my performance and overall comfort during the run.

Another aspect of this weather shift is the decision of what to wear. On hot days, the choice is straightforward: shorts and a light shirt. But with the temperature dropping, the decision becomes more complex. Wearing pants might keep me warm initially but become uncomfortable as my body heats up during the run. Conversely, shorts might initially leave me feeling too cold but more comfortable as I progress. This dilemma is a small but significant part of how I approach my running routine.

Ultimately, these temperature fluctuations remind me of the importance of adaptability in my fitness journey. While the weather can be unpredictable, finding ways to adjust and maintain my routine is key. I look forward to seeing how this cooler spell influences my run today. Whether it helps me maintain my speed or introduces new challenges, it’s all part of the ongoing process of becoming a better runner.

In conclusion, Nashville’s unpredictable weather presents challenges and opportunities for my running routine. The recent 20-degree drop has been more disruptive than a relief. Yet, it offers a chance to adapt and potentially enhance my performance. As I lace up my shoes and step outside, I embrace the cooler air, ready to face whatever the run brings.

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Embracing Winter’s Pause: My Life in Nashville

Written on January 20, 2024

Hello, my dear readers,

The past several days have unfolded in an unexpected calm, as a blanket of snow has enveloped Nashville, temporarily stopping my outdoor running routine. This unforeseen pause in my running regimen might seem like a setback, yet, remarkably, it hasn’t hindered the progression of my overall fitness journey. Indeed, despite the snow’s insistence on claiming my running days, I’ve found that the rest of my exercise routine has not just continued unabated but has thrived enough to prompt an exciting advancement: an increase in both weight and repetition in my workouts. This progression is a testament, I believe, to the strength I’ve managed to build up over time—a strength that now confidently warrants this next step in my fitness journey.

In tandem with the weather’s imposition on my physical activities, our household routines have also seen a minor disruption. This week, we opted to skip our usual Hello Fresh delivery, an adjustment that, while small, marks a slight deviation from our routine. My wife has contacted Hello Fresh, and we’re looking forward to resuming our shipments on Monday. It’s a minor hiccup in the grand scheme of things but indicative of the little ways in which this unexpected snowfall has nudged our lives off their usual tracks.

Navigating the roads has become a challenge in its own right. The sharp decrease in temperatures come nightfall, transforming them into treacherously slippery paths and rendering our car’s attempts to conquer the hills of Nashville futile. My wife has braved these conditions in the past few days, endeavoring to drive out, but to no avail. Yet, there’s a whisper of change in the air. The weekend promises a slight warmth, kindling hope that my running can resume on Monday. Should the weather remain stubborn, the forecast for Wednesday is promising, suggesting temperatures warm enough to thaw the lingering chill. It’s a waiting game, one played with the patience and optimism that soon, we will return to our normal rhythms.

This interlude, brought on by the snow, has been a period of reflection and slight adjustment. It’s a reminder of the ebb and flow of life, of the importance of flexibility and the ability to adapt to the unforeseen. While I keenly anticipate the return to my running trails and the normalcy of our daily routines, I also appreciate this momentary pause. It has offered me a chance to enjoy the progress I’ve made in other areas of my life, to savor the anticipation of resuming where I left off, and to plan for the warmth that will soon reclaim Nashville.

As I look forward to the days ahead, I’m reminded of the resilience and adaptability that life often requires of us. Whether adjusting exercise routines, managing household deliveries, or navigating wintry roads, each challenge presents an opportunity for growth and appreciation. And so, as we await the return of warmer days and smoother routines, let’s embrace the beauty and lessons this winter pause has to offer.

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Snowy Disruptions in Nashville: A Tale of Delayed Deliveries

Written on January 16, 2024

Hello Dear Readers,

Nashville has once again draped itself in a rare blanket of snow, continuing the trend we’ve noticed since relocating to Tennessee in 2018. While the snowfall itself is a manageable ordeal, the cascading effect on our routine deliveries has turned this week into a minor saga of inconvenience.

Our doorstep has seen a conspicuous absence of deliveries in the wake of the snow. Our anticipated Hello Fresh box, a cornerstone of our weekly meal planning, has yet to be found. Similarly, our water delivery has been paused, and the usual sight of the garbage truck trundling down the street has been notably missing. It’s a trifecta of disruption that, while not catastrophic, certainly tilts the scale towards annoyance.

Thankfully, foresight in water storage has us covered until the next delivery cycle, ensuring we won’t be parched for a while. And while the absence of our Hello Fresh shipment throws a wrench into our meal routine, it’s hardly a sentence to culinary monotony. We have enough provisions to pivot and adapt, albeit with a slight grumble over the inconvenience.

Introducing Hello Fresh into our household was a strategic move to alleviate the meal planning burden on my wife’s shoulders. With her schedule leaving little room for the weekly meal prep ritual, the service has been a boon, ensuring we have a clear plan and the necessary ingredients for each meal. The current pause, however, leaves us missing the predictability and convenience we’d come to appreciate.

An update from Hello Fresh on our delivery status would be welcome. However, I understand the unpredictability of weather-related delays. Patience will be our meal of choice until the situation clears. In the meantime, we’re far from a state of culinary despair. Our pantry and freezer are stocked with various dry goods, rice, and an assortment of frozen vegetables and meats—a testament to our preparedness for such interruptions.

While the absence of our scheduled deliveries demands a return to more traditional meal planning and preparation, it’s a manageable detour. The presence of staples like dried chickpeas ensures that our dinners may require a bit more creativity and effort in the coming days; the specter of hunger remains a distant concern.

Reflecting on the situation is a reminder of the small dependencies we develop on modern conveniences and the resilience required when those systems momentarily falter. Snow in Nashville, it seems, brings more than just a change in scenery—it brings a lesson in adaptability and patience seasoned with a dash of unexpected simplicity.