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The Oceans and Pangea, See Ya Wouldn't Wanna Be Ya

Monday, June 25, 2012


Last week was skeery hot. And while it is cooler here, the humidity does not seem to have let up much. The air is like oatmeal.

It's got fiber in it.

Anyway - aside from a phone screen and a lovely mammogram, my main activity of the week was going to the Red Sox game on the 20th. This was utterly unexpected - someone at Mr. j's office had tickets he was giving away. We sat on the left-field line.

And it was HOT.

Not just hot, but HOT.

Now, I love baseball, and I love the Red Sox and I love Fenway Park. Plus they shellacked Miami and we saw David Ortiz hit a grand slam.

This was all excellent.

Except that, at about 9:50 PM, I checked the temperature by opening up my phone.

And it was still 95 degrees.

Boo, hiss, we left early. Neither of us had ever done that before, but there really wasn't any point in watching them continue the shellacking (when we left, it was 13 - 4. The final score was 15 - 5) as we wilted.

But - despite the monster heat and all of that, there is a connection to this journey, you see. And the connection is the seats.

The seats at Fenway are narrow. Even in the newer sections, they are pretty damned small.

And you can always tell who's too big for Fenway. Those people, regardless of what's happening on the field, they are perched, seemingly expectantly, on the edge of their seats. But it's not home runs or pitchers' duels that keep them from only using 10% of the real estate they have paid for. Rather, they are only using that much because their hips do not fit.

Back in 2006, we went for the first time. And this was about three months before I said "Enough is enough!" and started losing weight. I was easily at my highest, so that's 346 pounds.

I was one of the perchers then.

I loved the game and loved the experience. Hated perching. Hated feeling that the park was not for me. Hated feeling like I was almost an imposter, there because somehow, despite my bulk, I had sneaked in.

But no longer.

I may fret these days about maintenance regain. And believe me, I do. But I no longer feel out of place there.

We'll return later in the summer, for my birthday.

Go Sox, and go YOU.

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    So how freaking cool is that??? Isn't it funny, tho, the things that turn out to be milestones that you just never even thought to factor in when you first began this journey? Mine was the steering wheel of the car and the day I noticed for the first time that I not only FIT behind the wheel, but had to move the seat up to REACH it. Did the happy dance over that one for a day or two, for sure. LOL You GO, girl, congrats on not being a 'percher' anymore!
    3280 days ago
    Glad you are no longer a "percher!"
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    3284 days ago
    Nice blog. Really nice. Sox magic more fully enjoyed as a just reward.

    So sad about Youk. I hate change.
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    3284 days ago
    I've lived in MA for 15 years and THIS is the year I'm going to see the Sox play at Fenway.

    No kidding. Last week was brutal.
    3285 days ago
    Except for heat it sounds like you had a good time.
    3285 days ago
    Finally some blessed relief around here for some super cycling over the weekend...mid-80's, but not so humid...perfect! :-)

    Even cooler today!

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    And go YOU!
    I don't miss air like oatmeal. I'll try to blow some air from our 50 degree mornings, which feel like iced coffee:-)
    3285 days ago
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