Guerneville Eva T WOD

So after an uneventful flight to Sacramento and threading the back roads through Napa valley slavishly following my GSP over to Sonoma, I check into the motel in Guerneville and decide to check what Eva T says I shd do for a workout. The first one on her list is 3 rounds of 1/2 mile run and 50 air squats. I head down the road and turn right up a mountain road I know in the redwoods, and with Tiesto on the iPod I instantly forget where I am and what I am doing, and already have gone a half mile up the hill. So turn around and head back down, into my room where I am using a trash can as substitute for medicine ball depth gauge. The cool air and the smell of the redwoods gives me lots of energy, and it's over before I know it. Even with the clock running on myself, this seems a lot less stressful than working out with a trainer timing me, and is a great workout in a more focused, kind of less panic/manic way, more ability to be aware of my muscles pulling my body through the workout. Also more fun running around in the redwood trees than under constant view of the high fructose corn syrup tank. My time is 25:47 with the extra 1/2 mile thrown in.

Dinner with Ante at a Thai restaurant last night, high protein load, and discussing what I have in mind with the gargoyle idea, including my plan to hang it off the house. Ante raises the idea that one reason people put gargoyles on buildings back in the ages was to ward off evil spirits. The conversation gets around to the case I am working on that involves the 3G/UMTS/GSM cell phone telephony, and the things I have learned from talking with the European inventors who were involved building this technology back in the 90's, how it's kind of like archaeology trying to dig up the past as a way to understand the technology and ultimately have to explain it to the judge and jury. I explained that it seemed to me to be the case that this technology, which is too complex for one company to produce, came about in part as a function of the social practice in Europe of having standards institutes where the participants from various competitors meet every three months in nice places in Spain, Italy, sometimes Switzerland, coast of Ireland to report, and work on their part of the complex project underway in a spirit of cooperation and goodwill. Same way the airbus got started. The conversation gets around to paying attention to the social and aesthetic aspects of doing complex technology, gratuitous beauty in architecture, how that contributes to progresss, to St. Pancras station, and back around to the gargoyle there with the fierce body and wings of a dragon but the face of a middle age businessman. Then the idea comes out of a gargoyle with a cellphone stuck on its ear. That is where it's at right now; not sure whether the gargoyle is going to be yacking mindlessly or looking off into the distance with a perplexed expression. More thought about what kind of spirits I am trying to ward off, and other things, I guess.

Today is rest day.