Monday, June 18, 2007

Fathers and Sons

Yesterday was Father's Day, and unfortunately, I had to spend all day traveling to Sarasota FL  for  a  meeting (leaving home at 3:45 AM PDT and arriving at the destination hotel at 8:00 PM EDT is not my idea of a fun day).  (In yet another digression, it's really not all that bad to be sitting on my Holiday Inn balcony overlooking Lido Beach while I write this!)  Anyway, on Saturday my son celebrated the day with me by giving me one of his now famous homemade cards and  a book titled "The Road" by Cormac McCarthy.  The book and author were recently highlighted by Opra, otherwise I may not have heard about it.  That's a shame really since after reading this one book, I do believe he is one of the great American authors.

The Road is about the travels of a father and son who after surviving a nuclear holocaust that wipes out much of the world are traveling south towards the ocean in order to find other survivors (good guys) that they might hook up with.  The book starts several years after the nuclear exchange and the world has been plunged into a nuclear winter of  grey rain and snow, little sunlight and decreasing temperatures, and no living vegetation, birds, or other wildlife. It's a story about trying to survive, where the sole purpose is the feeling of the father that he must do anything in his power to ensure his  son's survival.  At times, this drive is at cross purposes with the father's moral compass, when he teeters on killing others who threaten his main goal.   The father is challenged constantly, in search of food to avoid starvation, and to continue the journey while avoiding marauding gangs that have taken to slavey and cannablism to survive.  As the story progresses, you realize how intertwined the father and son have become, and it's the young pre-teen son who becomes the reason of morality for the father.  

I finished the book before my connecting flight.  All I can say is that I had to move away from a crowded waiting area in order to read the last chapter by myself.  If you have children, you will feel the same emotions welling up inside you that I did, stemming  from the most basic, almost primal feeling of protectiveness that parent's feel.  I so much wanted to hug my son and daughter when I finished the book, with tears in my eyes.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Better update the weight thing...


So here's where I'm at, after updating the graph to show the real starting point of 193 pounds.  Making progress, feeling better but still flabby around the middle.  I can run up to three miles with the pace getting down in the low 8's per mile (not all three miles at that pace yet thought). About 12 pounds from the goal of 168.