The weight gain literally happened on the second-to-last day of the month, when I jumped 1.4 pounds overnight. For most of the month I trended down.
There wasn’t too much movement overall, though, so it seems my surgery and recovery had little impact on my weight. I only ran once, right near the end of the month, and walked intermittently, but as I discovered way back in 2008, exercise is not the way to lose weight. Not eating bags of cookies is.
On the plus side, my muscle mass is up slightly! Maybe I’ll spend July eating protein-rich cereals and turn into some kind of hulking bodybuilder type.
Stats:
January 1, 2026: 169.4 pounds
Current: 169.4 pounds Year to date: Unchanged
June 1: 168.4 pounds June 30: 169.4 pounds (up 1.0 pounds)
Body fat: June 1: 26.7% June 30: 26.3% (down 0.4%)
Skeletal muscle mass: June 1: 29.7 kg June 30: 29.9 kg (up 0.2 kg)
I ran, as mentioned in the previous post, and the good news is the surgery didn’t seem to have any effect. After 42 days off, I was slow, but that’s because I took 42 days off.
I last ran 41 days ago. I was slightly heavier than today, which is a coincidence, though I did have a tumour the size of a “big marble” removed from my chest in the interim. After a heat wave and then showers, today was finally the day when both the weather and my will aligned and I set off to do a “baby” run of 2.5 km at Burnaby Lake.
Which I did!
My legs felt creaky at the start, but things smoothed out after a minute or so. My pace was slow–6:08 on the first km, drooping to 6:28 for the second and averaging out to 6:1`8/km overall. This will improve as I get back in shape. On the plus side, my BPM was a mere 138, so I wasn’t particularly straining despite the long layoff.
More importantly, I didn’t feel any of the surgery side effects had any impact on the run.
The weather was also good for runninng–17C and cloudy. Humidity was 70%, so no danger of DMS. It was also very calm, with virtually no wind.
Everyone seemed especially friendly on the walk to the lake, too. That was nice.
Overall, a solid return. The plan is to do another 2.5 km run on Wednesday then switch back to 5K after that.
This one run put me back into Maintaining, which is where I was at 41 days ago, so that was also a somewhat unexpected bonus.
Turtle nesting area, post-run. I was a turtle for my run.
Stats:
Run 1,039 Average pace: 6:18/km Training status: Maintaining Location: Burnaby Lake (CCW, short loop) Start: 10:52 a.m. Distance: 2.5 km Time: 15:49 Weather: Cloudy Temp: 17°C Humidity: 70% Wind: light BPM: 138 Weight: 169.2 pounds Total distance to date: 7,017.5 km Devices: Garmin Forerunner 265, Samsung Galaxy S26, AirPods (3rd generation) Shoes: Saucony Peregrine 15 (287.5/521/808.5)
The plan is to write daily posts until I reach the six-week mark (the end of the “full recovery” window), or 42 days, which will be six days hence. After that, I’m going to just chime in whenever I feel something has changed/shifted or revealed itself as an alien.
As for my current thoughts, sleep is still very uneven, per my Forerunner watch, but it may be wrong, so I take what it says with the proverbial grain of salt.
Generally, I regard FIFA with indifference or vague ill will. I am not into sportsball, the organization is widely regarded as corrupt, it paid fealty to Trump to by awarding him a nonsensical “peace prize” which meant so much to him that he immediately turned around and launched an illegal war with Iran. Host cities for the World Cup will see little benefit other than a lot of extra costs.
But in the spirit of looking at the bright side of life1If you know, you know, here are 3 good things about FIFA, specifically in regard to Vancouver being one of the host cities:
A lot of people seem to genuinely enjoy the games
The SkyTrain is running on a more frequent schedule, which is aces for me when I need to use it (I just need to not use it when there is a game pending)
Science World admittedly looks pretty cute as a giant football/soccer ball
Changed the colour scheme of this blog, that is, back to a warmer, softer look for summer. No AI was used, I handcrafted each colour using a time-honoured artisanal process. OK, I actually just selected a few colours I’d used before. I suspect I’ll do another major revamp of the site before the summer is over.
Meanwhile, my 4-6 week “full recovery” window maxes out at 42 days, so I have exactly one week to go. I can now say I am confident that I will not have recovered from all nerve damage/numbness in the next seven days, which is a bit of a bummer, but I can sneeze without hurting myself, so I’ll take what I can get.
Maybe I should look up artisanal ways of stimulating nerve endings back to life.
I know this because the local grocery store I shop at is now selling a conspicuously large number of food items that prominently note how much PROTEIN is in them. Over in the cereal aisle, they have even moved all the PROTEIN-rich cereals into one section of the shelf for convenience, regardless of brand or flavour.
Likewise, low sugar is also everywhere, but especially in that same cereal aisle. Today I observed multigrain low sugar Frosted Flakes. This is about as close as you can get to selling low sugar low sugar. The cereal used to be called SUGAR Frosted Flakes. But now you can buy it with less sugar than most of the allegedly healthy “adult” cereals, which may now contain a bucket of protein, but also huge mounds of sugar.
Does Tony the Tiger have no teeth? Did they all rot out from too much sugar? Questions!
Still cereal-related, General Mills seems to be going totally bananas with the Cheerios brand. I remember when it was Cheerios, then they added Honey Nut Cheerios. Today I spied two new trial runs to go with the other thousand already out there: Strawberry, and Cookies ‘n Crème (yes, with the accent). Both are high in protein, which…I don’t think people buying a cookies and crème cereal are that concerned about protein. But what do I know? I’m not a marketing research wizard.
Strangely, the Canadian version (pictured above) appears to have more protein than the American version:
But if you read the fine print, they are including 4g of protein from the milk you’d add:
It says 8 g PROTEIN WITHOUT MILK. Trust me!
But the American version shows two values, 8g and 10g, (with milk?) so it still doesn’t seem to add up the same. Both use one cup as the serving size. Maybe Americans have bigger cups.
Anyway, here’s to our protein-rich, low sugar future. We’ll be healthier and fit in no time.
This was the first day after a batch of very warm days (around 30°C) when the temperature was relatively mild, only getting up to about 20 degrees. It was cloudy, too, making it an ideal day to try a short run to test the, uh, running waters.
But I balked. I got up early after a fairly poor sleep, and did some things in the morning, then just kind of faded for the rest of the day.
I don’t think it’s related to the surgery, at least not physically. The weather looks showery tomorrow and I like running in the rain about as much as a house cat likes taking a bath, so it seems unlikely I’ll resume jogging tomorrow. But…maybe.
In which a crow demonstrates why the Raptor Trail may need to be renamed Corvid Trail.
Reifel Bird Sanctuary
A green London Slough, filled with Canada Geese and a couple of turtles.
Our first stop was Reifel, which I haven’t been to since the surgery. Much like myself, the sanctuary has mostly healed from its own issues, namely all trails are now open, though at least three are rather lumpy, with signs warning you to walk like you’re an ATV.
Despite sunny skies, comfy (not hot) temperatures the front gate was open and, indeed, there weren’t too many people around. Something non-birding people may not realize is that summer is actually about the worst time for birding, because:
Maximum tree canopy makes birds in trees harder to spot. Birds like trees.
It’s an in-between season, meaning a lot of spring migrants have already left and the winter migrants are yet to arrive, so it’s mostly local birds, which may disappoint some looking for something more exotic.
Also, the higher-then-normal temperatures this spring mean the various ponds and waterways are already getting a lot of algae and slime, so the views are sometimes a little green in a way that is less aesthetically pleasing.
Still, we saw C21 (a goose with one of those dorky big collars) and for some reason I couldn’t remember the name of the explosive compound so mused incorrectly about watching out for C1, then C2, then Nic reminded me it’s actually C4 and I was like, that’s totes what I meant. Watch out for the C4 goose, it hisses and then BOOM.
The Sandhill Cranes were out and about, which is always nice to see. Like Mallards and a few other species, they are generally indifferent to people, so you are sometimes presented with the challenge of them getting too close for a good shot.
We saw one Wood Duck, I think. The rest were Mallards, the males looking pretty scruffy now.
Barn Swallows were present near the entrance with a few tending nests, but I did not see any babbies.
Speaking of babbies, a family of goslings was trundling about, now in their gawky teen “all legs” phase. Not quite cuddly anymore, but cute in a goofy sort of way.
There were also plumes of sand wasps along the Outer Dyke trail. We took some photos, then I suggested we move on because I was concerned about smooshing some accidentally and doing that when surrounded by them seemed like it might lead to an unpleasant turn of events. They are still wasps, after all.
I also got my first dragonfly shots of the season, which turned out OK. I was generally not thrilled with today’s shots, but I admit, I am not a Hardcore Birder/Photographer. Maybe I should be and start a blog called hardcorebirderphotographer.com.
Anyway, we shot a lot of bugs, because most song birds were hiding. I suggested we hit Centennial Beach next, so we did.
Centennial Beach
Boundary Bay, unbounded by water. The people provide perspective!
We started near the pond and worked our way to the pump station, then back, walking along the Raptor Trail as one does along the way.
Near the pond we saw some Brewer’s Blackbirds, which I haven’t seen in approximately a hundred years. Their eyes are a striking yellow and they have a kind of cute derpy quality to them that I like. It’s why I did one for my bird art.
We saw more sand wasps, panting crows, baby ducks and a few Killdeer (which were weirdly hard to shoot, in part because they kept moving and I don’t mean bobbing their heads, though they did a lot of that, too) walking around the very low tide area. On the aforementioned Raptor Trail we spotted a Northern Harrier flying high overhead. Then another bird emerged–a crow! The crow did not like the harrier being there and assumed attack formation. The harrier quickly vacated the airspace and the crow went back to the invisible line marking the periphery of its territory. No one messes with crows.
A few more scenery shots (nice views across the expanse of the bay, though the horizon was hazy) and we set off to our last stop, Illegal Bird Feeding Place.
Piper Spit, Burnaby Lake
Typical late afternoon wind rippling the lake surface, towers in the distance.
Which is to say Piper Spit. The illegal bird feeding didn’t happen until we were just leaving, though, so our rage was more contained. I’m pretty sure they could erect a 10-metre sign here saying IF YOU BRING SEED WE WILL KILL YOU DEAD and people would casually walk by, clutching their bags of seed. It’s just the world we live in now. What we need, clearly, are Guard Geese.
The island is still submerged, though the water is shallow enough for the geese to stand in and geese were once again the dominant waterfowl here, with Mallards and Wood Ducks comprising most of the rest. A couple of Sandhill Cranes were on hand, too, though they were stalking about separately.
Blackbirds flitted about, smearing seed over their bills as they do, and a few pigeons were once again playing sexy and generating no interest whatsoever from the other pigeons. As they do.
In all, a perfectly cromulent day of birding and a nice break from the torrid heat of the previous outing. Next stop: Summer 2026!
The Shots
Shot with a Canon EOS R7 with 18-150 mm kit lens and 100-400 mm telephoto. Some scenery captured on a Samsung Galaxy S26.
Some of the shots in the gallery are not exactly sharp, but I chose each for a reason, usually stated in the captions.
Barn Swallow tending nest.
Barn Swallow hanging out.
Barn Swallow hanging in the shade.
Two male Brown-headed Cowbirds expressing themselves.
Male Brown-headed Cowbird up close, with seed.
Not a great shot, but this Great Blue Heron cooling itself looks totally metal.
A crow panting in the heat.
Marshland scenery at Reifel.
Not a great shot, but great drama. A crow informs a Northern Harrier it has invaded the crow's space.
Killdeer on the shoreline at Centennial Beach.
A baby duck being very cute.
A female Brown-headed Cowbird.
A somewhat pondering Sandhill Crane.
Sandhill Crane strutting across the shallows.
Bald Eagle coming in for a landing at Reifel.
"Look into my freaky eyes," said the fly.
A red dragonfly.
Sand wasps wasping together.
Sand wasp up close and thinking of digging a burrow.
Canada Goose not quite snoozing.
A gosling chilling out on the grass.
Don't zoom in. I was lucky to grab this shot of a heron flying overhead.
A male Mallard unfussed about his scruffy looks.
Boundary Bay, with less bay thanks to low tide.
Shady pigeon.
A pigeon trying to convince a female Mallard that it is very sexy.
A sitting duck.
Song Sparrow in shadow.
Song Sparrow mid-song.
A male Wood Duck contemplating life (well, a few months) without a resplendent mullet.
A Bewick's Wren having a dirt bath, as ones does.
The bill is not in focus due to extreme FOV but I love the derpy look of a Sandhill Crane from the front.
This almost certainly has nothing to do with the surgery, but for some reason I am really up in the hizzy with the phlegm. Is it related to seasonal allergies? The weather? Male menopause? Some other mysterious condition that will eventually be revealed in an unrelated CT scan? I don’t know, but I’m going to check with my doctor, because I’ve learned not to fool around with this stuff anymore.
Meanwhile, my body continues to increment toward normal, if you don’t count the phlegmpocalypse happening in my throat. I can now go through most of the day without thinking about how the surgeried parts of my body feel. This is actually more significant than it sounds and is a good thing indeed.
The Metro Vancouver area is in dire need of more luxury condo towers, so it’s good that more are being built1!
Shot today at Metrotown, when I was out buying a JAWS t-shirt 50 years late.
Who needs affordable housing, anyway?
Unrelated, here is what’s happening next door to Royal Columbian Hospital as they presumably remove the construction crane seen on the left. Also in portrait format!
Truck assuming position of vehicle in high-speed chase through San Francisco.
This is one of probably three somewhat political posts I’ll make this year. Enjoy! ↩︎
