No zombies for me today as I needed to restore and re-download all of the season 3 missions after I had to restore my iphone which wiped them all. I just ran to music, though it was a little odd not to have story breaking in between each track. I had three opportunities to use my runbell (in its inverted position). The first was a young fellow with headphones in who appeared unmoved/unware. The second was two people each with a dog who were taking up the entire pavement: two pings and no recognition or movement, I had to stop and slowly walk around them (off the pavement). The third was a lady and her golden lab/retriever who both turned at the bell and moved to one side.
After a less than stellar experience with my previous philosophy tutor (who seemed more interested in tripping his students up and creating new imaginary hoops to jump through, than teaching and enthusing them about the subject), I was mildly concerned as to what my new philosophy tutor would be like. No need to have worried though, he seems much more responsive to engaging with his students than the last one, and whilst there were one or two majority voices in this first tutorial at least they were on topic (unlike previously when the tutor allowed one person to dominate with his near incoherent ramblings). Only one familiar face from my previous philosophy course tutor group (we exchanged war stories). I shall have to see if my positive feelings towards the style of this tutor remain after my first assignment is graded.
It was my 75th parkrun today, my 66th at Ashton Court and it was good to be back to the regular course (even if that did involve running uphill into a headwind. I was 10th lady at the turn, but ended up finishing 15th. Hopefully the speedwork that I have started doing will kick in soon and I can get under 24 minutes again.
I finished 96th out of 271 parkrunners, was 14th lady and 3rd in my age category. I am now third in the points table (and the people above me are faster than me, as are many of the people behind me).
I waited a little bit for it to warm up to a more sensible temperature before I went out to be chased by zombies today. I have a new (and cheap) outdoor thermometer that I have dangled out of the kitchen window as the weather is definitely turning and I need to consider how many and which layers to wear out running. Only a couple of zombie mobs chased me, maybe they were entranced by First Aid Kit.
This week’s study had a bit more bite and content than last week, but it was still easing us into the two problems of narrative art: the problem/puzzle of fictional emotion and the problem/puzzle of painful art. Put into regular English – why do people get emotionally involved in fictional representations, and why do they seek out fictional representations that will generate negative reactions in themselves?
There was a side order of having to define what ‘fiction’ means (philosophy seems to be all about agreeing (or not) upon definitions), plus a restatement of the problem of fictional emotion as a paradox (and hence a diversion about paradoxes).
The week’s additional study was focused on what makes one piece of art ‘high’ compared to another (mostly looking at the difference between subjective and objective perspectives), with an interesting journal article seeking to define kitsch and why it is considered ‘bad’ art.
I am still staying out of the online fora as people are rushing weeks ahead, tripping themselves and others over. Plus I’d just get drawn into the craft vs. art debate, whether graffiti is art, and not have any time left to enjoy my craft/art.
I took my new runbell out for my rainy Monday morning run, trialling which hand to put it on and which way round. I found that when running the position of my hand meant that I could not fire the ‘pinger’ with the thumb of the hand the bell was on.
This is because the bell is mounted squarely on top of the rings, so that my thumb couldn’t get up and over enough to pull the pinger down and allow it to spring back and strike the bell.
If the bell were rotated around the ring by 15 degrees or so it would be more accessible. Instead I found I could ring it by wearing it inverted, with the bell inside my palm. This muffles the sound a little bit but does mean that I can fire the pinger by flicking up with my thumbnail underneath it instead of reaching over and pulling the pinger down and releasing it.
It wasn’t until I saw a mass of cyclists at the Long Ashton park and ride that I remembered that it was Bike Fest this weekend, meaning the Ashton Court parkrun would be run over the B course. I should have volunteered when I had the chance. Still, at least it wasn’t raining, though the course was a little over-distance according to my Garmin. Twice up the first hill and down and back up the hills to the car park is brutal – a total elevation change of 123m instead of the usual 100m with bonus being blinded by the sun on the way back down. I confess to walking part of the hill on the second attempt, but I was happy to have made it back just 6 seconds slower than last week and in under 25 minutes (it would have been sub 24 minutes without the extra 100m). I even went back and ran the finish with a friend (who totally burned me off in the final 100m). It is the fastest I have run the B course by over 30 seconds.
I also made it into town afterwards to run some errands, and one of the assistants at the Post Office recognised the parkrun shirt and knew all about Ashton Court (and the B course). A couple of chrimble presents also managed to get purchased.
I finished 88th out of 283 parkrunners, was 9th lady and 2nd in my age category. I have the same number of points as Jane in 2nd, but am listed 3rd in the points table this week.
Aidan passed away a few minutes before 9:00pm this evening, Thursday October 9th.
Usually I pour a glass of wine of an evening. Tonight I have opened a bottle of beer. Aidan would always have chosen beer.
He declined very suddenly this afternoon, struggling greatly with his breathing. He had lots of his close family with him at the end; his Mother was holding his hand.
If you have not kept track of him over the past year, he kept a blog from the time he first fell ill. You can read it here
I choose this page in his blog to link to as he performed these street shows with me last December. He was already very ill at this time but it was a good, happy occasion.
I am sure all of you who knew him will have your own happy memories of a very special man.
I will pass all messages or replies I receive onto his brother Bernard to share with the family.
I shall be posting this to several different lists and pages tonight, apologies if you see it more than once.
So, put on some prog’ rock, go find a Sudoku to do and raise a glass of beer – just make sure it’s a real ale!
And next time you throw a club at someone, throw it for Aidan!
Juggle on, Aidan.
I just received the following message via the Passout mailing list (reproduced in full, but removing Tudor’s mobile phone number):
I know many of you around the world know Aidan.
Please see the message below.
I suspect he would like you to juggle some complicated passing pattern for him!
I know you are on this list, Aidan, if you’re still checking your e-mail: We’re juggling for you!
———- Forwarded message ———-
Sad news. Aidan’s brother Bernard has just phoned to say that Aidan has only a few days to live.
I went to see him on Tuesday and he was very weak but insisting that he did not wish to go into a hospice. Bernard and his mother, Maureen, are respecting his wish and he will stay at home.
Bernard asked me to pass on the news to the juggling community. I am just emailing those few people for whom I have email addresses; would you please let Aidan’s many friends around the world know.
Anyone is welcome to contact me for more information if they wish.
I’ve known Aidan for a number of years and he’s taught (or tried to teach) me many awesome juggling passing patterns over those years. I’m going to miss him a lot.
He set up a blog after his original cancer diagnosis. I don’t know if it will be updated at all, but it can be found here for the time being at least: http://eamonblunt.wordpress.com/
I got the following delivery as I was just updating my latest run:
It’s the runbell that I helped fund through Kickstarter back in June, in all it’s coppery coloured goodness. I almost want to get changed and head back out again to try it out. It makes a lovely clear sound and the choice of two silicon inserts means it fits nicely (as far as I can tell without actually testing it). Mine is sized for a female hand.