On Tuesday I get out for the extended loop ride for a total of 65 kilometers. At home I trim the roses, grab a shower, get on the motorcycle, and get to the main public library to return three books and pick up five new ones. Back at home I cut my own hair - as I did during the pandemic and then have pizza with a wild Moto3 race from the Netherlands. I take some time out to duplicate an AI image analyzer where most of the source code is provided. You upload a picture and ask a question, such, "What is this?" or "Who is this", and the analyzer gives back a brief description. I get it working in less than an hour and then spend time uploading photos that both known and unknown people have sent me to see if it can tell me that some are "stock photos" that somebody grabbed from a different website. But the analyzer isn't that good. But it can identify people and what they are doing and if they seem friendly and etc. I don't know what use I can make of this, but it's now in my toolbox. Later I watch the first mountain stage in this year's Tour de France up and over the Col'd Galibier - one of my favorite mountain passes - and have a slow, warm day.
I start Wednesday by resetting the alarm, but then I dont wait for it. I take my blood pressure and temperatures and start my day. I'm out the door a shade late for a mountain bicycle recovery ride to the old yacht club and back to home. Except that on the way up the Los Angeles river towards home, against a headwind, I put in five hard intervals at maximum heart rate. Intervals, requiring one to ride as hard as they can for a minute or so and then recover for two minutes or so, are an alternative workout but very hard on the system. Today it just feels like the time time and I enjoy the depth that I have to dig to get in the workout and I enjoy finishing at home. But work is not over, so I trim the front lawn, mow the front and back yards, and trim the back yard. I'm not finished as I pull out the manual hedge trimmers and trim back a bush at the side of the house which is looking ratty. As I go through the gardening I see that the screen protecting the crawl space under the house is displaced. This would explain a slight odor that I smelled a couple days ago. So I put the screen back up and hope threat the from a raccoon, skunk, possum, or other animal under the house is mitigated. (Probably not!) I have a cooling shower, do some grocery shopping, read the news and markets, and watch a super exciting Moto2 race from the Netherlands. I have nothing else on my list of things to do, except to get the CSULA poject into shape, so instead I finally watch the MotoGP from the Netherlands. Later I work on documenting the work that I've done on the CSULA project and add to it. And later, being wiped out, I watch some Netflix and a bit of the Dodgers' game before getting down to read and sleep.
Thursday, the 4th of July, was supposed to be a day off for the legs. But I just have this urge to do a true recovery ride and check out the people setting up tents and barbqs and other shade devices at 8am for the Queen Mary fireworks show that starts at 9pm. I ride past and have a true recovery ride with no intervals or surges or anything. Friday can be a leg day off after three consecutive days of riding. At home I trim the roses and nring new blooms into the house and pull out the rake the rake rose beds of leaves and other debris. I check the screen that leads under the house and it might have moved, so I find two piece of would and prop them against the screen in a closed position. Unfortunately this will trap any wild animal underneath the house if it is already there, but I'm sure it will try to push a different screen out. So I'll be on the lookout for that. I should work on the proposed CSULA prject documentatin a bit more, but my heart isn't in it. But later I have a change of heart and almost have the code written into an appropriate form except that the scores do not fully reset. I'm close.
On Thursday night into Friday I have my ear plugs in because of all of the fireworks at all ours of the night. I sleep very well, but wake up tired and reset the alarm clock for another 45 minutes of sleep. I've pushed hard on Monday through THursday of this week and I'm feeling it. ON a planned day off from working the legs in cycling r running, I read the news and markets and get out to lift weights. AGain the bench press repetitions are a bit short, but other lifts are good. I clean up the edges of the rosebeds with the weedwacker and finally give up and admit that this weedwacker and third set of batteries, despite serving me well for thirteen years - with replacement batteries at even intervals - is finished and I go order a new one with Lithium-Ion batteries (and two new Polar water bottles for cycling). I'll offer this weedwacker to the neighbors or else recycle it at the environmentally-friendly eWaste pickups. I grab a shower, pick up some supplies at the grocery store, and start watching the F1 FP2 from England. The perturbation work will wait since I know I'm really close after last night's late effort and it doesn't really have to be ready until August or so (if CSULA picks up this senior design project fr their computer science students). It's a slow physical day so that I can rest for a long Saturday bicycle ride, so there's FP2 from Germany for MotoGP/2 to watch as well as a mountain stage from the Tour de France.
I'm out of bed at 5:35am on Saturday after recording good blood pressure and body temperature readings. And I'm out the door before 6:15am for a long road bicycle ride. It's already a windy day with wind from the south. Thus I expect to go to the El Monte dam and fight the wind home. But when I reach the El Monte dam I keep going to the Santa Fe dam. WHen I turn back for home I don't stop for an energy gel and just keep going. I can feel the headwind and, it turns out, there will be a headwind for the entire 25 kilometers south on the San Gabriel river trail. I'm doing well and when I feel my speed slowing down, I get out of the saddle and pick the speed back up. Finally I turn off on Del AMo to go home and make one giant sprint to make the light at Woodruff. I don't quite make it legallly, but there must be at least a one second delay before my side goes red and the other side goes green, right? There must be! From there I get home for a tough, windy 100 kilometer ride. At home I grab a cooling shower and watch a wet -ot-dry qualifying for the British Grand Prix and later I watch qualifying for Moto3/2/GP from Germany. I'm wiped out today from the tough ride, so I don't really accomplish much except stretching the leg muscles.
On Sunday I take the mountain bicycle out for a recovery ride to the old yacht club and back to home. Afterwards I trim the roses and bring new blooms into the house. AFter a shower I watch a wild dry/wet/dry British Grand Prix and then have a slow day.
Monday starts with a 79 minute run/walk. After a warming shower I watch the Issot MotoGP Sprint race and some other junk until I ride the motorcycle down to Torrance for a non-contrast CT scan. This goes along with the contract PET CT scan that I had a few weeks ago as the doctors continue to debug. Since its a pure non-contrast CT scan, where you don't have to have the radiactive dye running through you was with a contrast CT scan, the full proecudre takes about five minutes. And I kinda waste rest of the day.
I start Tuesday with a cool temperature road bicycle ride - doing the extended loop. I push for a fair amount of the ride but then drop a gear for the ride back up the Los Angeles river trail to home. I'm not feeling like pushing more either physically or mentally. I trim the roses and get a cooling shower and watch the Moto2 race from England during a lunch of salad and garlic potatoes. I check out an early Dodgers' game from the east coast, but don't get much else done. Only a phone call to a suggested electrician to replace the kitchen light fixture. And much later I work on two presentations for the CSULA student project that I am proposing. I sure hope it gets selected for use otherwise I'm wasting a lot of time on the presentations. (For coding, it wouldn't be a waste of time because I'll just do the project myself.)
I start Wednesday with a recovery mountain bicycle ride to the old yacht club and back to home. It's cool to start the ride but you can tell by the end of the ride that today will hot. I degrease and cleanup the complete running gear of the mountain bicycle and then decide to spray it with soap and wash the entire thing. Of course, at twenty years old it doesn't look brand new. But it looks great and rund great. I also reinforce a crawl space screen with additional screen material and wood screws where an animal has been coming and going from under my house. After a shower I run to the store for groceries and then have the Long Beach Human Trafficking Task Force zoom meeting. Today's speaker is froom the Office of Refugee and Resettlement and is gears towards unaccompanied minors. And it makes me think that, if my health is good over the next ew months with no question marks, this might be a good place to volunteer. Afterwards I finally watch the MotoGP race from Germany and then relax to stay cool. I'll save today's mountain stage from Tour de France to watch tomorrow.
Thursday is a day off for the legs. I wake up and read the news and markes and shortly afterwards lift weights. My lifts are up a bit and this is a good sign. AFterwards I trim the roses and bring new blooms into the house and try out the new weedwacker with lithium-ion battery that just arrived yesterday. I don't have much weedwacking to do, but I pretend that I do and the first battery lasts for the entire effort. No changing batteris in the middle of the job anymore! I grab a quick shower and am pigeon-holed into going with the retired schoolteacher to Target to get a new microwave since her's has died. THis goes quickly because I keep things moving along and she has a new Panasonic high watt microwave at a reasonable price. Except that when I take it out of the box and set it up for her, it takes me ten times to explain how it works. I'm not sure she can operate it since this microwave has a door look that prevents one from opening the door unless they press the zero button after the heating has finished. And it takes her another ten tries to hit the 0 button on her own. I'm sure there will be phone calls on Friday saying that she can't get the door open after heating up her food. Since today is a slow day I watch yesterday's exciting mountain stage from the Tour de France and then watch some of the Dodgers' game. And I look forward to a good Friday morning bicycle ride.
I'm out the door on Friday near 6:15am for a road bicycle ride. I go north on the Los Angeles river trail expecting to stop and return to home near the El Monte dam. But I feel good and I've had to take a detour for construction, so I continue past the El Monte dam. Instead of cutting across Arrow highway to the Santa Fe dam, where a cyclist was recently hit by a car and killed while riding at night, I take a slight shortcut on Lower Azusa road and meet up with the San Gabriel river trail. I've probably chopped off four kilometers at the most from the usual ride. From there I start cranking south against a slight headwind. Up in the distance I see a rider in red going pretty fast and it takes me at least five kilometers to chase him down and pass him and drag him to my turn-off at Del Amo. At home it's probably a 95 kilometer ride. That makes 300 kilometers of cycling for the last seven days. I put the bicycle upside down on the grass and spray degreaser on the drivetrain and wipe away the gunk and debris that regularly accumulates. And rather than spray the garden hose on the bicycle, I wipe it down with a damp rag and dry it off. The road bicycle looks almost new (it's ten years old now) and the drivetrain is ready for lubricant before the next ride. As the bicycle dries I do some maintenance on the garage door and go get a shower. Today I panic because I have nothing on my schedule except a single phone call, so I go to the grocery store and buy a bottle of wine to consume. Back at home, after I've read the news and markets, I start working on the main fitness function for the CSULA project, if they decide to go ahead with it, as I cannot seem to duplicate the pure code running as opposed to a code set for optimization or artificial intelligence usage. I still have until late August to get this fitness version running, but I might as well try and get it ready to either give the students a "running start" on their senior design project or for my own use and publication if CSULA does not pick up the project. And somehow the rest of Friday floats away and I vow to continue to get the fitness version of the code (suitable for optimization or artificial intellegnce algorithms) ready for the students. I've already out together two PowerPoint sets of charts for the students: one related specifically to the permutation problem that I've been working to get into shape and a second related to algorithms and simulation and correlation and how they all fit together in the real world. I hoe that these presentations will he eye-awakening for the students should the CUAL project be approved.
I start Saturday out the door near 6:15am for a recovery mountain bicycle ride to the old yacht club and back to home. But this is no routine ride as twice I have to yell at people and take evasive action as they have their noses in their phones and aren't paying attention. But no contact, no harm - this time. Ever since my accident I'm very vocal about letting peple not paying attention that a rider is coming. (With cyclists or runners who are obeying considerate protocol, their may or may not be a yell from me that a rider is coming.) At home I realize that some of the lawn sprinklers have quit working and, as with last time, I notice the ground wire for each unworking valve is dettached from the main ground. THis probably happens as animals - cats, possum, raccooons - walk/run along the house and knock stuff astray. I reconnect all of the grounds the the main ground and test each station and though I missed-handled one ground wire the first time, I caught it as I checked each station and things should be fully functional. And I also try to tape the ground connection a bit higher off the ground to one of the sprinkler valavles so that a roaming animal will not disturb it. (The same thing happened a few years back, but since it was after very heavy rains I assumed that the heaby rain had dislodged connections. Let's see what happens this time.) I get in a quick shower, get to the Home Depot for some supplies, spend almost forty minutes in the electronic waste recycling line (which was eight minutes last time), get to CVS, and then get to the post office. A very productive morning! At home I see thatthe Dodgers' are playing a very early game against the Detroit Tigers - who I cheered for as a Michigander - and so I turn it on. The first three Dodger hitters in the seventh inning just murder th ball for two solid singles and, unforutnately, a double play when the drilled ball is right at a Tiger. Why is this Detroit Tiger still in the game after giving up many runs and with the Dodgers' just hammering the ball. A walk and a Kike Hernandez homerun next proves my point. Except that the Dodgers, leading 9-4 in the last inning, cive up five runs to allow the Tigers to tie the game. In extra innings, the Tigers win. In hindsight, how many different managerial mistakes were made? Later I watch an incredible mountain stage for the Tour de France and then have a slow Saturday. I save tonight's IndyCar race for Sunday which means Sunday's IndyCar race (as a weekend doubleheader) will be viewed on Monday. Except that some politician gets grazed in the ear with a bullet and NBC (which covers IndyCar) decides to cover a bullet grazing instead of an IndyCar race. Thus no coverage of the Saturday IndyCar race.
On Sunday morning I'm out the door for a run/walk at 6:15am or so. Today I get in 14 kilometers of a combined run/walk and feel pretty good. The left calf, which had the slightest little threat of a problem during my last run, is nowhere to be felt. At home I trim the roses and bring only one set of blooms into the house (as opposed to the usual two sets) because the roses tend to take the hottest months to slow down their blooming and just maintain health. After a shower I make a run to the grocery store because I have a "Monday morning desire" for blueberry muffins for the plan to get up early and work on the CSULA project and lift weights in the afternoon - thus the blueberry muffins breakfast will help me work. At home I have another intentionally slow day with some golf, some of the Dodgers' game, and later a very difficult mountain stage of the Tour de France. Very late I watch Sunday's IndyCar race, the second of a doubleheader, and its boring. It's Indycar - what can one expect? But I enjoy it as much as possible, take out the trash, take out the the neighbor's trash, and get ready for a productive Monday.
On Monday I'm out of bed at 5:45am and sitting down at my computer just after 6 am. I'm determined to get this permutation effort finished and modular and into a form that an optimization algorithm or artificial intelligence algorithm can use. I know the problem is related to global variables - which I never use. But I plow through the code and find places were variables are not declared or passed into or out of subroutines and I slowly pick off one unknown at a time. Finally by 11am the code is running "realistically". Thus I start a longer run to generate results and compare with the original code. Later I get in a workout for the abdominal and core muscles and lower back and look forward to a bicycle ride on Tuesday morning. Yesterday's mountain bicycle ride reminded me how quiet and smooth the running train is when I degrease it and then lubricate it. I look forward to that ride tomorrow on the road bicycle. Later at night I find an way to automate a number of variables and runs and I start a number of runs in order to view the results on Tuesday.