A Look Ahead … race weekend


Usually, when we hear race weekend around here, it means NASCAR. And who knows– certainly not I — there could be something going on at the speedway. But that isn’t the race I am thinking of.

This Saturday is the Kansas City Corporate Challenge Half Marathon. The half marathon will take place at Southcreek Business Park.  It is the first half marathon I have run for the KCCC, and my second half marathon. It begins at 7 a.m., and everyone has to finish within 3 hours to earn their points. Unlike my other half marathon, I haven’t had the time to see this course beforehand. Looking at the numbers, I think it has more elevation changes than my previous race.

There is also potential for rain on Saturday. I actually like running in rain, so it might be a good thing.

Besides the race, this is the season for graduations, and graduation parties. After the race in the morning, I will spend the late afternoon and evening at one of those parties, a niece of mine is graduating in Kearney and it is her party.

And as always, this is Worlds of Fun Season. The actual news is that the park is closed on Sunday. I am assuming that some private group has rented out the entire park — thus making it closed to the general public.

So we won’t be having any meals at the park that day.

Speaking of which, below are the stats for our meal plans for the year so far, as of Wednesday night. As you can see, the retail price has passed one thousand dollars, the price paid per meal has gone below five dollars.

Total Price Paid $497.44
Total Number of Meals 101
Total Retail $1,041.24
Average Price Per Meal $4.93
Total Drink Price 29.64
Total number of drinks 82
Total Retail $82.00
Average Price Per Drink $0.36

#193: No, Not Despairingly


(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)


No, not despairingly Come I to Thee;

No, not distrustingly Bend I the knee;

Sin hath gone over me, yet is this still my plea —

Jesus hath died.


Ah! mine iniquity Crimson hath been,

Infinite, infinite Sin upon sin:

Sin on not loving Thee, Sin of not trusting Thee,

Infinite sin.


Lord, I confess to Thee Sadly my sin;

All I am tell I thee, All I have been:

Purge Thou my sin away, Wash thou my soul this day —

Lord, make me clean.


Faithful and just art Thou, Forgiving all;

Loving and kind art Thou When poor ones call:

Lord, let the cleansing blood, Blood of the Lamb of God,

Pass o’er my soul.


Then all is peace and light This soul within;

Thus shall I walk with Thee, The loved Unseen;

Leaning on Thee, my God, Guided along the road —

Nothing between.


“A righteous man regardeth the life of his beast” … Proverbs 12:10


We have domesticated beasts, and we have beasts in the “wild” around us. Man takes a role of steward of both, especially as our habitats start to surround those of the “wild” instead of the other way around.

I remember growing up on the dairy, and the way dad cared for the cattle, nursing the cows and calves. I can also remember our part of the “circle of life” each fall, when we climbed the back hill, when of age, during the fall season, and sat and waited to hunt the deer. Many a time when a shot hit, and the animal was hurt, it as a responsibility to follow the animal, track it, and ensure it didn’t end its life in undue misery. As much as lieth in us, we took responsibility to ensure that any suffering necessary was swift and limited.

Today I don’t live on the farm, in the country in Upstate New York. I live in the suburban sections of the city of Kansas City, MO. We have a lot of “wildlife” in our suburban neighborhoods. Squirrels, woodchucks, deer, continue to grow and multiply, becoming less frightened and moving closer to the people.

On my ride to work on Friday, I turned the corner from Walker Road to Armour Road in North Kansas City, when I saw a deer a few yards ahead of me on the shoulder I ride to work on the part of the road. I thought it was dead, kneeling on all four of its legs, but then I saw its ears flap faintly, and move its head slightly.

The deer had obviously been hit, but I didn’t see a vehicle nearby. It couldn’t have been a long time ago, since the deer was still alive. Since there was no car,no humans to be concerned about, my thought went to how I could help the deer, put it out of its misery.

Since my route goes by the North Kansas City city hall, with the police department headquarters, I rode my bike up to the door and tried to enter. It was locked, and if there was a call button of some sort, I couldn’t find it. Looking through the class to the police window, I couldn’t see the presence of any officers. So I had to leave and head to work.

It wasn’t until this week that I found a police officer at a light, and flagged him to tell him about the dead deer, which by this time was bloated with legs sticking out. He asked where it was, and I told him, and he said he would call the Department of Conservation to take care of it. So I guess they are the ones that take care of deer. I’m not sure if they take care of dogs, possum, squirrels,  etc. And I still don’t know how to contact them.


We get disconnected from things like these, have people who do stuff for us so we don’t think, and soon we aren’t a part of nature anymore, so our “stewardship” gets full of crazy “green” ideas not associated with reality, or regarding the life of  man and beast.

Fitness Update: between half-marathons


Last week was the week before the week of the Kansas City Corporate Challenge half marathon. It is the second half-marathon I am doing, four weeks after the first.

I have been trying to get guidance on how to stay in condition from hone half-marathon to the other. The basic guidance I have received is to keep my regular mid-week runs (currently two 4.5 mile runs), and do a long run on the weekends, but not up to the full 10 or 11 I should have right before the first half marathon. Keep working on the cardio to keep it up, and I should be fine.

So this weekend I ran 7.5 miles for my long run, and ran two shorter runs earlier in the week, along with biking and swimming. For one of my short runs I actually ran a 4-mile route to the NKC YMCA, swam 1,000 yards and then ran 2 more miles home.

On that short run I got my average speed down to 6 mph. On my long run I was at 6.06 mph. My first half marathon pace was 6.41, which was slightly slower than i wanted for my intended goal to finish in 2-hours.

On my first half marathon I had a basic goal to finish, and a time goal to aim towards. I seem to be keeping my endurance up, but not necessarily the pace, in the interim, so I may just be focused on finishing this second one. I am sure the adrenaline will help me get some extra speed, but I am not sure whether I want to get to much extra speed from it, and burn out too soon.

To put up some stats:

  • Total miles run in 2017: 237.8
  • Total miles biked in 2017: 1,314.76
  • Total yards swum: 10,000

From the half marathon I will need to keep a more general condition for the Kansas City Corporate Challenge Triathlon, which is in June on Father’s Day. And after that a lot of vacation travelling breaking up the schedule. Trying to decide how I track and keep fit on the three categories while traveling. We will see what I do. But that is conjecturing about something quite a ways ahead. I’ll let the subconscious brew thoughts on that before I decide.

#192: According to Thy Gracious Word


(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)


According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility,

This will I do, my dying Lord; I will remember Thee.


Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heav’n shall be;

Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember Thee.


Gethsemane can I forget” Or there Thy conflict see,

Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee?


When to the cross I turn mine eyes And rest on Calvary,

O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember Thee —


Remember Thee and all Thy pains and all Thy love to me;

Yea, hwile a breath a pule remains, Will I remember Thee.


And when these failing lips grow dumb And mind and mem’ry flee,

When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come, Jesus, remember me!

Of Turkey Legs and Time


I seem to be blogging a lot about Worlds of Fun this spring. It gives me something continuous to talk about.

Today’s post is about today. And a bit about last night.

When I went for my second visit to the park last night, I overheard one employee and his supervisor talking, and mentioned expecting 18,000 people to attend the park on Saturday. “Only an estimate” the supervisor said.

I’m not sure how that number compares to other days, but to me, it seemed quite an impressive number.

So, writing this today, I don’t know if they made it or not. What I do know, and what I will write about, is our experience getting Turkey Legs.

In preface, however, I will mention that my first experience with Turkey Legs this year was the discovery that they had been moved to the BattleCreek Barbecue from the Nordic Nook. On that same visit I learned that, while on the menu, they were out of them.

So today, when I went to the barbecue for a Turkey Leg, I asked if they had any before I stood in line to order them. I was told it would be a few minutes, but they should have them by the time I ordered. Which proved to be true.

The son arrived enough behind me to be about 10 people back in the line, but when he ordered his turkey leg, his was available immediately too. The daughter, about another 10 people back, found that the turkey legs were going to be a few minutes. She heard them say 5 minutes, so she ordered. What they had really said was 45 minutes. When she discovered this about 20 minutes later, she was not happy.

Having had a large brunch at the men’s breakfast earlier in the morning, I had only eaten about a quarter of my turkey leg, so I  calmed the daughter down by offering to let her eat my turkey leg while I waited for hers to come out. I also asked the staff if she could get her fries to eat while she waited.

During the waiting time I saw the self-service kiosk run out of forks twice, napkins, mild barbecue sauce. And with the amount of staff it took them awhile to fill each of these lacks.

But the staff I talked to, as saw working, I saw as very conscientiously working, checking with people, making sure orders were correct. They were trying to find things that they either didn’t know where they were filed, or weren’t always where they belonged.

When the supervisor, a lady I know and recognize (though I couldn’t see her nametag, it got flipped over while she worked), popped out, she apologized for the wait on the turkey legs, gave me a 3 minute time estimate, saying they want to make sure they are properly done, and said she’d give us an extra because of the wait.

Being busy, she moved on before I had the moment to think what I wanted to say, which was “thank you for the offer of a second, but instead could I just have the first wrapped to go when we get it.”

It ended up taking another 10 minutes before it came out, and we got the extra leg. By this point the kids had finished eating, and we took the two new legs between two plates and carried them home to eat later.

During my waiting time I talked to a lot of customers coming through, some of them more or less stressed by the wait. I made light conversation, and did what I could to help each get the service or items they needed from the staff. I mentioned that the staff was good-hearted, but still learning the ropes, some of the young and possibly first time or first job types, and that I was sure it would get smoother later in the season.

Everything can’t always be perfect, but today’s service was more flawed than normal. But the efforts of the staff to smooth and re-mediate and give service through the flow and lack of some items available to them at various times, gives me a good feeling about their ultimate skills and service levels.