March 2007

Broken hearted savior

As an update to the last post, I know have a physician/internist with whom I have an appointment next Wednesday. It’s not an echocardiogram, but at least it will start me down that path.

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A heart still broken

I’ve had two consecutive abnormal ECG/EKGs. I’m doubt it’s anything, but in the meantime, there’s no training for me until I get an okay from a cardio doc. I’ll have to find something else to occupy my time.

Update: In response to Sid, both ECGs have shown early repolarization (not a big deal from what I’ve gathered online) and probable left ventricle hypertrophy. That might be the result of training, or it might be congenital, or it might be a sign of something else. I’ve ruled out high blood pressure as I’m pretty sure I don’t have high blood pressure. Anyhow, I’m in the process of looking for a doc to try and tell me exactly what it is, if he can.

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Gusterrific

I bet they’ve never heard that one before. Anyhow, it was a really good show. Really really good. So good, I wonder why I don’t go to concerts more often. I’m not going to talk about the opener cause I’ve nothing good to say about him. But Guster, whoa buddy. They were awesome. Last time I saw Guster, we trekked from Seattle to Vancouver to see them play. In front of 45 people. Maybe. This was a different experience. 1,000 fans packed into the 9:30 Club (I only say 1,000 cause I asked a bartender what capacity was, and that was his response. Your mileage may vary). It was almost 999 cause I had some problems trying to get rid of my ticket, but it all worked out in the end as a coworker of mine decided that he, like me, didn’t get out enough.

So the show: a little of the old stuff, a little of the new stuff, some disco ball, and of course, so cow bell. By far the most interesting encore I’ve ever seen, as they started the crowd off on Two Points for Honesty and then left the stage, only to come back after we had gotten through the first verse. They finished off with an an unplugged Jesus on the Radio, which I had seen once before (in Vancouver), but it’s a bit different when 1,000 people shut up and not just you and your group of 10 friends.

I’m spent. Physically, emotionally, and mentally. Which means it’s time for a shower and then bed, and then a new day tomorrow where it’s pretty much like today, only with two workouts instead of one.

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