@LizaBethRumery Around this beautiful world we live in. Lots to see. We will go far together. Happy anniversary, my Love.
— Scot Rumery (@srumery) April 18, 2014
Since August of 2009, my personal blog had been hosted with Posterous. It was a great blogging platform and what I loved most about it was it’s publishing simplicity and the ease of automatically sending posts to other sites like Twitter and Flickr. For over a year, my site has really been mostly un-viewable due to the server speed and the number of images I had on the galleries. Maybe it was too much for it or they don’t care anymore because of the Twitter acquisition.
Anyway, I work with WordPress every day so this migration is long overdue. I’ll spare the details for now and save them for a full post after the archives are published. I migrated all the post titles, content and images but I need to trick out the posts to get them displaying the way I want them to.
For now, I will be releasing my posts in the order they were published. You’ll notice a time gap between this post and the next one for a while until I get them all published. It’s been great to revisit them after so long ago.
With the love from my wife and a smile from my daughter, I was off to class. I knew it would kick my ass but I didn’t know it was race day. Race Day! WTF? I haven’t been to a spinning class for over four years and the day I pick to start up again is RACE DAY! The goal was to maintain “lactate threshold” for the entire class except the first eight minutes in which we were to build up to it.
Lactate threshold definition: A point during exhaustive, all-out exercise at which lactic acid builds up in the blood stream faster than the body can remove it. Lactic acid is a by-product of the anaerobic energy pathway, a process which provides energy to muscles by partially breaking down glucose without the need for oxygen.
What?!? I exceeded my LT climbing the stairs to get to the class. I just wanted to get started again by peddling through class at a pace that wouldn’t kill me. After explaining the process to us about how hard it was going to be, the instructor said she went to a U2 concert last night and that she was “feeling it”. I thought that meant her body was tired and head was pounding and she would have a tough go at it… that wasn’t the case. She was “feeling it” and made us pay for it.
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While visiting my hometown last week I saw my Grandfathers old office during a drive through downtown. I could see the name out of the corner of my eye as we drove past. I have been down there hundreds of times and this time I didn’t expect to see what the construction revealed. It appeared to be original paint with the company name, our family name. We had to turn around.
With everything on the front of the building missing but the door and nothing inside except for an old desk, I couldn’t help but think about my Grandfathers presence. To see through the front and see the desk there, I was in awe thinking about him. Thinking about the community he lived in, the people he worked with and the era he ran his business.Family, life, michigan
This entry is for customer service praise and not a pity party for our travel day from hell. The details of our second flight have been left out for everyones benefit…I booked a straight through flight from Phoenix to Detroit when we usually have two legs. It’s a longer flight but this time we wanted to get it over with and not change planes. Our travel day last Friday started out pretty well. We planned our daughters nap schedule based on our flight takeoff time so she would start the flight with a nap. We finished packing and left for the airport on time. We checked our luggage and headed to the gate. Security was a breeze, even with our baby and all her gear. Our seats were not together but being one row apart, we were pretty sure we could switch with someone. No problem, the first person I asked obliged our request. We settled in and waited for our flight to begin. After taxing out of and gate and on to the runway, our pilot came on and said we have to go back to the gate because the left engine would not start. A mechanic was sent and we were told it would not take long for them to determine whether the problem would be a big one or a small one. About 10 minutes later, the pilot informed us it was not easily fixable and instructed us to get off the plane and head to the gate where the airline agents would make every effort to make other flight arrangements to get us to our destination. We were one of the last people off the plane and I couldn’t see the end of the line. Over 200 people were already waiting in line where three agents were making alternate flight arrangements. It didn’t look good. With one flight canceled, it makes a huge impact on other flights. It changes the day for thousands of people. While my wife watched our daughter and all our stuff, I headed to the back of the line as I dialed American Express. I booked the flight through them because I was using points for the trip. I was sure they could take care of this faster than the line was moving. By the time I could actually see the end of the line, I had Gracie from American Express on the phone. I turned around to go back with my wife, waiting in that line wasn’t going to work. Gracie couldn’t have been more helpful. She saw in the travel notes that we were with an infant and did everything she could to get is on our way. All the remaining seats on any straight through flight were taken but she worked with the airline and booked the last two seats on a connecting flight to get us to Detroit and it left an hour and fifteen minutes later. Nice work! That was just enough time to stop at the bar, you know, to sit down and feed our daughter. The line moved forward about 30 people by the time our flight change was made. I went over to our new departure gate so the agent could print our tickets. This could have been much, much worse. We knew it would be an extremely long day and really suck by the end of it. That was much better than going home and starting all over the next day. If that were to happen, we would not have made the Celebration of Life party being thrown in honor of my wife’s grandfather, who passed away two weeks ago. American Express took care of the problem and got us where we needed to be. Thank You! customer service, travel