The Odds Are Against Me

All I have to do is look up my family tree to find plenty of incentives for fighting heart disease.   None of that crossed my mind initially when I signed up at work to participate in the KC Heart Walk next month.  I just thought it would be fun to walk with some coworkers.

But the more I thought about my inherited medical hodgepodge, the more concerned I became.  I decided to take a closer look here at my previous couple of generations of blood related ancestors to get a better picture of why staying active and eating healthy is the best prescription for the rest of my life.

My father and mother, both born in 1942, are both still alive and kicking.  In fact, you can’t keep my father out of the trees.  His hobby lately is helping a neighbor cut down trees and split it into firewood and stack it for drying, storage and eventual sale.  My mother started taking blood pressure medicine last year after a couple of scary trips to the E.R.

Grandma Juanita (1915-2005) and me at my high school graduation (May 1983)

My maternal grandmother died in June 2005, of congestive heart failure, but she still managed reached the age of ninety.  Granted, she needed bypass surgery for a decade before she died.  I spoke to my aunt Saturday and she also told me her mother was diagnosed with aortic valve stenosis before she died, which could have been treated with surgery (and a valve replacement) but Grandma didn’t want to have any surgery done.

I never met my maternal grandfather.  He was born in 1888 and died in the mid 50s … of a heart attack.

I did meet my maternal great-grandmother (in the late 60s or early 70s).  She was born in 1886 and died in February 1973 at the age of eighty-five.  According to my aunt, my great-grandmother passed very quickly, her body basically shutting down (not specifically heart related).

My mom was one of six children, three boys and three girls.  Her oldest sister passed away in 1987 of congestive heart failure at the age of fifty.  I’ll turn fifty in just a couple of years.

Her younger sister received bypass surgery (quintuple) in the fall of 2001 and is still doing very well eleven years later.  My Aunt Melody continues winning the battle against cardiovascular diseases, becoming a nearly daily regular at her local YMCA.

My aunt's wedding photo from the early 70s. Front row (left to right) my cousins Charles and Brandi, my brother Danny, my cousin Anne and me. Middle row (left to right) Aunt Hyla (1937-87), Grandma Juanita (1916-2005), my Mom. Back row (left to right) Uncle Harry and his wife, Rene, Groom Willard, Bride Melody (my aunt).

And that wraps up the maternal side of my genetic heritage.  Moving on to my father’s family …

My paternal grandmother died two years ago in June, also of congestive heart failure, but she passed very quickly within a week or two.  Up until a month before she died (at the age of eighty-eight), she had been living on her own in an apartment in an assisted living center.  I believe arthritis proved her greatest bane for the last few years of her life, but she did also fight the usual suspects (heart disease).

Grandma Doris (1922-2010) and Grandpa Ralph (1920-1992) with my brother (the baby) and I in the last 60s

My paternal grandfather (not shown in the above photograph) passed away in March of 2003, but his death was not specifically heart related.  He remained active in his community, as a Shriner and a musician, until the day he died.

Sitting on my Great-Grandfather Hodge's (1902-1975) knee for my first birthday. My cousin Toni peaking around behind me.

My great-grandfather, a much loved pastor in the small Kansas town where I grew up, died in the Summer of 1975, from a heart attack.   According to my dad, Grandpa Hodge wouldn’t admit he was having heart trouble; he kept insisting it was the flu, because he had been an athlete and stayed active most of his life.  Strangely, he died in the same hospital where I was born a decade earlier, in Winchester, Kansas.  Grandpa Hodge loomed large in the first decade of my life.  His passing devastated his church, the community and especially his family.

His first wife, Marie, passed away in 1949 of cancer.  She immigrated (during or shortly after World War I) from the town of Stallupönen, in East Prussia.

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I am encouraged that many of my female ancestors made it successfully into or through their eighth decade.  If I can stay ahead of the genetics with healthy eating and living and regular exercise, I just might be around to annoy my great-grandkids over the next two or three decades.

I joined the American Heart Association‘s Heart Walk to promote physical activity to build healthier lives, free of cardiovascular diseases and stroke, and to beat the odds I’ve been dealt by those who’ve gone before me.  Your support greatly appreciated.

Did you know that heart disease kills more people in America each year than any other disease? And that stroke is a leading cause of disability and the No. 4 killer?

Just 30 minutes a day of physical activity can lead to a stronger, healthier body. Take a small step toward better health by being physically active just 10 minutes 3 times per day.

Be Heart Healthy, American Heart Association

Walking Regimen Uptick

Spring brings flowers, and showers, hot days and cold days, but also a better-than-average chance Apollo and I will get our walking completed before the sun sets most days.  For the month of April, thus far, I’ve only missed three days, and two of those days were spent driving to and from North Texas for Easter.

I wear a pedometer everyday.  I record my steps at SparkPeople.com, where I can run nifty reports and generate interactive graphs.  Below is a snapshot of the graph of my step stats for April 2012 (up to Saturday the 28th):

My Steps Stats Graph (April 2012)
My Steps Stats Graph (April 2012)

At the beginning of the year, I set a personal goal of walking 7,000 steps per day, 3,000 shy of the ideal recommend daily step value of 10,000.  As you can see from the year-to-date weekly step total graph below, only in the last week of April have I finally reached my personal step goal.

Weekly Steps Total (Jan - Apr 2012)
Weekly Steps Total (Jan - Apr 2012)

I’m striving to exceed a minimum of 7,000 steps per day through the end of May.  Then I will reset my goal accordingly (depending on what my average looks like).

As posted earlier this week, I’ve joined a team sponsored by my employer to walk next month in the KC Heart Walk.  The event includes a one mile and a three mile route.  I am ‘in training’ for the longer route, although according to the route map I created this morning via SparkPeople.com, my trek to the end of West Mary Street exceeds that length by just a bit (3.17 Miles / 5.1 Kilometers), and includes a nice incline up to the halfway turnaround point at DeSoto Road.

Now, a look in more detail at the last seven days of walking, six of them with Apollo.

TypicalSunday, April 22nd, hour long walk with Apollo to Bittersweet Street on West Mary Street and back.  Very windy and cloudyPedometer: 9,859 steps

Monday, April 23rd, short half-hour walk with Apollo around neighborhood.  Pedometer: 6,328 steps

Tuesday, April 24th, short half-hour walk with Apollo to the Lansing Community Center and back.  Pedometer: 7,538 steps

National Walk at Lunch Day
National Walk at Lunch Day

Wednesday, April 25th, I participated in the National Walk @ Lunch Day sponsored by my employer and my health insurance company.  I joined several of my co-workers for a thirty minutes walk down the Trolley Track Trail along Brookside Boulevard in the South Plaza neighborhood of Kansas City, Missouri.  Because Wednesday also broke temperature records in the area (for heat), Apollo and I lazed around the house with Terry Wednesday, catching up on some shows recorded recently on the DVR. Pedometer: 6,881 steps

Apollo close up while I tied my shoeThursday, April 26th, Apollo and I ventured around the Lansing Town Centre area for an hour.  Pedometer: 8,834 steps

Friday, April 27th, Apollo and I looped around the high school, down the hill on East Mary Street to Hillbrook and back west through neighborhood along Hithergreen.  Pedometer: 7,952 steps

Saturday morning, April 28th, Apollo and I set out to traverse all of West Mary Street, from one end to the other, a route of over three miles with some nice hills and sidewalks.  Pedometer: 7,869 steps 11,585 steps *

To summarize the past week, here’s another graph produced thanks to the reports feature at SparkPeople.com:

My Steps Stats for the Last Week of April 2012
My Steps Stats for the Last Week of April 2012

I plan to continue this pace, and increase it, over the next few weeks so that come Saturday, May 19th, I won’t be a straggler in my first ever Heart Walk.

* As of 4:00 p.m. Saturday afternoon, after shopping, my total steps reached a whopping 11,585.  And the day’s not over yet!

Remembering Roxy: Snack Dispensers

Roxy with her purple soccer ball in the backyard (July 2005)
Roxy with her purple soccer ball in the backyard (July 2005)

In a not-so-subtle segue from last week’s post, I continue the story of Roxy‘s addiction to paper products (new or used – she wasn’t a discerning Rottweiler).   She favored paper towels (usually snatching them from the trash as soon as you turned your back), but excelled at sneaking a tissue from a Kleenex box on an end table if she thought you weren’t looking.   For the longest time, we couldn’t figure out why we kept running out of tissues so fast, especially when it wasn’t even cold or allergy season.   We learned to keep the tissue boxes and rolls and cans up out of her reach, just like you would for a human toddler (but with more dangerous household items).  Otherwise, Roxy considered every tissue box (and trash can) her own personal snack dispenser.

WoT’s Up, Tor?

My favorite fantasy publishing imprint, Tor, caused a stir earlier this week by announcing the demise of DRM in early July 2012 in their entire list of ebooks (printed under Tor, Forge, Orb, Starscape, and Tor Teen imprints).    I’m only slightly disappointed that I have to wait until July.  I’m torn, though.  I had planned to purchase, next week in fact, the second book in the Wheel of Time series, The Great Hunt, from Barnes & Noble for my Nook Color, to facilitate my role as a discussion leader at the GoodReads Fantasy Book Club Series group.   We are wrapping up our discussion of the first book, The Eye of the World, these last few days of April.   I have until Monday to make up my mind.  Do I re-purchase the DRM’ed ebook through B&N for my Nook (for convenience sake)? Or do I crack open the hardcover languishing on my shelf (and deal with the weight and lighting issues)?

Prior to the ebook emancipation proclamation, Tor released the color sketch created by Darrell K. Sweet, who passed away before completing the cover art for the final Wheel of Time novel, A Memory of Light, due out early in 2013.

Click on this color sketch to see a tribute to Wheel of Time cover artist Darrell K. Sweet at Tor's website.

But the real icing on the WoT cake came today, when Tor made an excerpt of the Prologue from A Memory of Light available:  Click here to read it.

Walking to Mend Broken Hearts

You can Become a Lifesaver Today!

I am participating in the American Heart Association’s Heart Walk, and have set a personal goal to raise funds that are needed for critical cardiovascular disease research and education.  I joined a team sponsored by my employer and will walk with them on Saturday, May 19, 2012, starting at nine o’clock in the morning.  I just wish Apollo could join my walk in memory of Roxy.  Instead, I’ll be walking in memory of my grandmother, Doris (Hodge) Andrea, who passed away (congestive heart failure) two years ago this June, on her birthday.   She would have turned ninety this year.

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Did you know that heart disease claims the lives of more people than the next 3 leading causes of death combined? Here is how your online donation will help:

  • $25 gives 50 people educational materials that teach them how to personally reduce their risk of heart diseases and stroke
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One Full Sun (Set) and Two Crescents

Terry and I took advantage of exceptional late April weather to enjoy (and photograph) a gorgeous sunset:

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And I took advantage of the new moon’s crescent being near the crescent of Venus to capture this series of photographs:

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While you can’t tell it from the photo above, Venus is also a crescent, just like the New Moon.  Terry and I both saw Venus easily a good fifteen or twenty minutes before the sun set.

Lyrical Conjunction

I dropped off my last rider this morning and turned the radio up, just in time to hear “Gone” by Switchfoot aired by KLOVE.  As I listened to the words (see the lyrics below or click on the video to listen), I thought how serendipitous this song seemed to me.  Especially after watching and reviewing the In Time movie this past weekend.  “Gone” could have easily doubled as a theme song for the female protagonist, Silvia.

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Lyrics for “Gone” by Switchfoot:

She told him she’d rather fix her makeup
Than try to fix what’s going on
But the problem keeps on calling
Even with the cellphone gone
She told him that she believes in living
Bigger than she’s living now
But her world keeps spinning backwards
And upside-down
Don’t say so long, and throw yourself wrong
Don’t spend today away
Cuz today will soon be

Gone, like yesterday is gone,
Like history is
Gone, just trying to prove me wrong
And pretend like you’re immortal

She said he said live like no tomorrow
Every day we borrow
Brings us one step closer to the edge (infinity)
Where’s your treasure, where’s your hope
If you get the world and lose your soul
She pretends like she pretends like she’s immortal
Don’t say so long
You’re not that far gone
This could be your big chance to makeup
Today will soon be

Gone, like yesterday is gone,
Like history is gone,
The world keeps spinning on,
Your going going gone,
Like summer break is gone,
Like Saturday is gone
Just try to prove me wrong
You pretend like your immortal your immortal

We are not infinite
We are not permanent
Nothing is immediate
We’re so confident
In our accomplishments
Look at our decadence

Gone, like Frank Sinatra
Like Elvis and his mom
Like AL Pacino’s cash nothing lasts in this life
My high school dreams are gone
My childhood sweets are gone
Life is a day that doesn’t last for long

Life is more than money
Time was never money
Time was never cash,
Life is still more than girls
Life is more than hundred dollar bills
And roto-tom fills
Life’s more than fame and rock and roll and thrills
All the riches of the kings
End up in wills we got information in the information age
But do we know what life is
Outside of our convenient Lexus cages

She said he said live like no tomorrow
Every moment that we borrow
Brings us closer to the God who’s not short of cash
Hey Bono I’m glad you asked
Life is still worth living, life is still worth living

Windy Earth Day Walk

Windy and cloudy
Windy and cloudy

I waited until almost noon before taking Apollo on our weekly extra long Sunday walk.  Since I woke up in the middle of the night to watch some of the meteor shower, I slept a couple of hours past when I normally wake up.  With a brisk north wind blowing in clouds, I also delayed the walk in the vain hope the temperature would rise. I wiled away the morning recording the first two races of the F1 2012 season to DVD and reading a couple of books.  I wrote a couple of short blog posts as well.  Once Terry woke up, I left with Apollo, leaning into the stiff northwest wind.  I needed to reinforce Apollo’s training, so I placed the pinch collar on him.  I could immediately tell the difference.  Apollo did not want to pull me along, since he inflicted the pinch on himself when he did.

When we reached Nina Street, I noticed a different type of blooming flower growing along a fence.  I took a picture, even though the wind ruffled the blooms continuously:

Purple flowers

Apollo and I continued northwest towards the highway and West Mary Street.  I planned an hour long walk, meaning I would continue until a half hour had elapsed and then turn around and retrace my steps.

Apollo says Hi!
Apollo says Hi!

We didn’t wait long for the signal to change and were on our way west after safely traversing the highway.  I saw a couple of other walkers on the other side of the street, but so far no other dogs.  Apollo didn’t seem very interested in the grass or light posts or fire hydrants, perhaps because he didn’t like tugging on the leash and causing the collar to pinch him.

Bittersweet and MaryWe walked past the first apartment complex, where the American flag flapped stiffly in the wind (see first photo above).  We continued past the second under-construction apartment complex and approached the relatively new Lansing Elementary School.  Just as we were passing the school, I heard and saw lower flying jet aircraft just to the north of our position.  These planes were flying under the clouds, and circling around in formation.  I immediately realized they were military aircraft, probably rehearsing for a flyover of the Kansas Speedway and the NASCAR race to take place this afternoon.  I tried repeatedly to snap photos of them with my cell phone as I continued walking towards my chosen turnaround point:  Bittersweet Street.

We crossed Mary Street, mostly to give Apollo new sights and smells to investigate.  A man and his dog, which seemed to be a smaller younger version of Apollo, continued west on Mary Street, but not without the two dogs trying desperately to meet each other.  I finally got Apollo headed east, although he whined about not meeting a new dog friend for a few seconds.  I continued my efforts to photograph the jets, finally catching them as we neared the highway.

Miltary AircraftI learned (later) via friends on Facebook, that these were A10 Warthogs and they did, in fact, flyover the Kansas Speedway.

Apollo and I safely crossed the highway and returned home.  We walked for an hour, despite the wind and the Warthogs.

Meteor Sprinkles Likely

My husband is a night owl.  Ironic, since I’m the one with the astronomy bug, but can’t seem to keep my eyes open after nine o’clock.  Saturday evening, Terry went over to a friend’s house to watch the latest UFC pay-per-view fight.  I looked forward to an evening of quiet, watching a movie, reading a book and making sure Apollo got extra dog treats.  Before Terry left, though, I asked him to wake me up after midnight, preferably between two and four in the morning, so I could take advantage of the dark of the moon and a meteor shower. He remembered and got me out of bed at 3:30 a.m.

Vega in the Constellation Lyra
Vega in the Constellation Lyra

I shook myself awake and staggered outside in my flip-flops.  I drug the folding chair to a better location on the patio, and leaned back, stretching out my legs in front of me so my head rested comfortably on the chair back, allowing me to see nearly all the sky overhead.  My eyes immediately spotted Vega, the brights star in the constellation Lyra.  As I mentioned in Friday’s blog post Meteors After Midnight, this weekend’s meteor shower appears to originate from the constellation Lyra, hence the name “Lyrid Meteor Shower.”

Constellation Scorpius
Constellation Scorpius

Within ten minutes, I spotted a meteor.  I decided I needed a sweater or a blanket, so I went back inside to find something to keep my upper body warm and protected from the wind.  I settled back into the chair and gazed around the night sky, trying to connect the dots and recognize and memorize some constellations.  I easily spotted Scorpius (aka Scorpio) almost due south of me.  I could not see my own birth month constellation, Libra, directly west (right) of Scorpio because the stars that form the scales are too faint to be seen from my backyard.  Another interesting bit of trivia about my husband: He’s a Scorpio, whom Libras are never supposed to marry.  According to Chinese astrology, Terry and I went supposed to marry either.  In eight days, we celebrate our 26th wedding anniversary.  Go figure.  But back to Scorpius.  The bright star, Antares, flashed red or green, probably due to the atmosphere and it’s proximity to the southern horizon.

At four o’clock, I went back inside to steep a mug of tea.  I boiled some water in the microwave and selected Irish Blend loose leaf tea (my favorite).  Another five minutes later, I had a piping hot perfect blend of tea and sugar to take outside with me.  While I waited for my tea to steep, I tried to memorize the constellations displayed on the ‘Guide to the Stars’ wheel I purchased recently for Terry.  I set it to the appropriate time of night and month/day so I could identify the stars and constellations I saw above the roof of my house.  No matter how hard I tried, though, I could not find the constellations Ophiuchus or Hercules, which should have been easily spotted between Lyra and Scorpius.  I guess I just couldn’t see enough of the stars to connect the dots and learn those two new constellations.

At one point, a large bird flew directly overhead, barely skimming over the roof of my house.  Once the bird cleared my roof and flew over the court, the lights from the houses ringing our cul-de-sac lit the undersides of its wings.  I think it might have been an owl, but I can’t be entirely sure.  My eyes were focused farther away, watching for falling meteors, than a few feet above my head.

I saw two more meteors before I decided to call it quits and go back to bed.  I gave up at 4:30 a.m.  I had hoped for a few more than just three total for the night.  The ‘forecast’ for the meteor shower claimed upwards of twenty per hour, but I saw only a sprinkling.  Adding the ones I saw last night to the two I saw Friday night at the star party, I observed a total of five meteors this weekend.  Clouds have moved in from the north today (Sunday), so I doubt I’ll get a chance to try again tonight.  Besides, it’s a work night which means I need to be asleep by nine o’clock.