Steve and Judy's Travels!

  But don’t overdo it.   How would one know how much is too much?  If a person just tiptoes around the edges, they’ll never find out what the limit is.  I found the edge today.  I went down the three flights of stairs and back up again at exactly the pace I wanted.  It was a pretty good pace!  It turns out that was faster than I needed to do.  I miscalculated, and spent too much energy too early in the day.  I was winded.  I thought my energy would come back in the afternoon, but wrong again.  Apparently, once I’m done, I’m done for the day.   A reboot overnight and I’ll be just fine again and have a little more respect for limits tomorrow.  After tomorrow, we’ll see.  Limits are a moving target, right?    

  Porsche’s entry into the electric car market will have 600 horsepower and do zero to sixty in 3.5 seconds.  That’s a half-second slower than the Tesla, but it will boast more sustainable performance on road courses.  Jaguar is in the electric car market.  Aston Martin, Mercedes, BMW are all in the mix.  All high-end supercars.   So my question is, if moving to electric transportation is critical for our environment, economy, and the future of our planet, why is everybody building electric supercars with super price tags?  Does that make any sense?  Do we only need 600 – 800 horsepower electric cars?  We can’t just tune some of them down to affordable moderately powered commuters with an adequate range, and be there already?    

  I forgot to take the selfie today!  John and Jo Shaffer brought us lunch (Wahoo Fish Taco.  Maui Bowl.  Yum.) and stayed for a nice long visit.  Then we headed for Louisville and an appointment for Judy with Dr Becky, who has been our physician for twenty years!  Another nice long visit.  Then we got to attend Becky’s birthday dinner, and she didn’t have to cook at all.  Brian grilled the steak.  Teigan made the twice baked potatoes and fruit salad.  Yesterday Teigan and Conner worked together to create the French silk pie for desert!   Another wonderful day!  

  We drove south to Denver.  That’s my first trip to the office this year.  Somehow it just didn’t fit the schedule before now.  In fact, the day of my trip to the cath lab, Judy and I, and Becky, missed the annual lunch sponsored by Gary, the guy in the middle.  He has his own accounting practice in the building, but is such a friend of the firm, he takes us all out to lunch in June every year.   We didn’t get to see everyone in Denver this trip.  It’s not often we find everyone in the same place at the same time.  Some of them are out on jobs.  Some are in Durango.  Some in Albuquerque.  We just take what we can get wherever we are.   And I remembered to take a selfie.   We love these people.  

  I listen to my heart beat.   It’s different now; and it’s not exactly a soothing sensation.  My mind’s eye sees an old four-cylinder jalopy inside me chugging along at a rough idle.  The whole chassis is rocking to the beat.  I feel like my whole body is rocking along with it.   It’s not that I think anything is wrong.  Maybe this is just what it sounds like when a heart is beating at full strength, after having been quiet for a few months.  Maybe this is, like wearing your underwear on the outside of your clothes, what it feels like when your arteries, and all that blood pumping through them, are now on the outside of your heart.