While expending some time early last evening before getting to bed, I watched a pretty good women's MMA match on YouTube that I see now originally took place back on July 13, 2013. The video was almost 20 minutes (19:37): Full Fight | Mizuki Inoue CLASHES against Bec Rawlings | Invicta FC 6.
I generally like Asian fighters, but Japan's Mizuki Inoue started to 'rub me wrong' by how nasty she was in clinches by repetitively and quickly kneeing Tasmanian / Australian Bec Rawlings' legs to the outside and just above the knee ─ to me, it seemed that blows like that could easily be crippling.
My life has never been the same since having knee surgery on my left knee back in early November 2010 to reattach a quadriceps tendon completely avulsed (torn off) from my patella or knee cap.
Mizuki was only 18 at the time, and I felt that she was too young (and smaller) to be competing as strongly as she was ─ it seemed too unnatural.
So I started rooting for Bec. Besides, I was attracted to those long rather white legs of hers!
Well, the fight went the scheduled three rounds, but the judges only gave Bec one of the three rounds, so she lost by unanimous decision.
Anyway, I got to bed somewhere around 9:15 - 9:20 p.m., I think; and without alerting my wife, who was home at the time. I had the sense that she was miffed at me, so I avoided any communication with her.
My cellphone alarm was set for 1:30 a.m. to get me up to ready for a five-mile+ walk, and when it eventually chimed, I found that I was feeling a little better rested than I generally do.
My eldest stepson was still up, and apparently with something cooking while he watched videos on a laptop or tablet at the dining table. I doubt he was ever aware that I was up.
As I readied, at one point I heard my wife talking on her cellphone in her darkened bedroom, but she never emerged from it.
Supposedly it was 15° Celsius hereabouts, according to an online check I made. And before I left, I weighed myself fully clothed and wearing my black denim jacket ─ I was maybe 189 pounds.
It was 2:04 a.m. once I set off outside the locked front door, and rather pleasantly cool underneath what seemed to be a clear moonless sky.
Early into my walk I had my usual stop at an elementary school playground for six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, and was able to wear my jacket and still achieve my new normal in repetitions: 4 - 3 - 3 - 3 - 2 - 2.
Of course, I held the final pull-up at highest elevation for a 12- to 15-count, and I also did nine slow full-range push-ups in a declined posture on a cement ramp.
Note that this school is about three/fourths of the way along a two-block long avenue, and the previous night I had seen some lass slowly walking back and forth a limited section of the only sidewalk before I had reached the school, leading me to wonder if she was possibly hooking. I was on the opposite side of the street, and thus did not encounter her and thus potentially engage in any polite exchanges.
Well, last night when I left the school and was reaching the end of that short avenue, there was a dark figure just standing at a corner whom I readily enough realized was female, but I could not tell if it was the same gal.
I again crossed the avenue, for I would not be taking a turn at the corner she was at; and I then had to hustle across the street that the avenue abutted because of an approaching taxi.
After I had crossed and was continuing on my way, the taxi slowed right down as if to park, but instead managed a u-turn; and then it seemed to pull up and stop near where the female figure was. I could not see if she immediately climbed into the cab, as if she had been awaiting its arrival; rather, my impression was that the cabbie was there for a different sort of engagement, and maybe a quiet dialogue was taking place.
That was my suspicion, at any rate. And very quickly I was no longer in sight of them.
The only other incident I recall that is worth mentioning was while I was walking 100th Avenue from 140th Street to 148th Street. I had not yet reached 144th Street (Google Map), but I was not terribly far from that intersection, and walking along the 'bottom' side of 100th Avenue as you look at that map. The entire mile-long stretch of 100th Avenue on that side from 140th to 148th Streets is forest with absolutely no homes or businesses.
As I walked, a fair distance ahead of me I saw an odd small creature make to be crossing from the median of that avenue to the sidewalk I was on, and I expected to see it continue on into the forest. Since I could not identify what the creature was, I rather hoped that it would delay sufficiently for me to be able to determine its identity.
My wish came true in that it did not immediately climb up onto the sidewalk and disappear into the forest. Instead, it just seemed to toss about most erratically and with much rapidity, leading me to wonder if the fairly light-coloured creature might be a ferret or weasel or something, for it seemed to be quite long and slinky.
Then while still on the avenue and at the very edge of the elevated sidewalk, it began coming in my direction, its rather white face becoming quite distinct. I was unsure about this now, rather wishing that it would just disappear into the forest ─ was I going to be having an uncertain encounter with one of the aforementioned small predators that did not seem to have a natural fear of this human?
And then I saw what it was ─ a young cat, barely out of kittenhood.
It had a lot of white, but also much darker ─ perhaps black ─ patches. And it was not deliberately approaching me; rather, I espied that it was toying around with a very active mouse.
By the time they had just about come abreast of me ─ and I kept to the far side of the wide sidewalk so as not to be as threatening as possible to the young cat, for I was not entirely certain that it was noticing me, so intent had it been with the mouse ─ the cat suddenly took aback and, as if finally seeing me, started back across the avenue to the median. However, it looked askance before getting there and saw that I had not made a move in its direction, and was still trekking along the far side of the sidewalk and displaying it no apparent interest.
So reassured, the youngster immediately returned to its mouse before the wee beast had gotten away, but it had it eye on me until I was beyond them and still walking with my pace unbroken.
That was all the kitty needed, and then resumed its 'cat & mouse' game. I looked back after a time and saw that by then both of them were on the sidewalk, for the mouse must have climbed up the edge of the sidewalk and now they were darting about at the verge of the grass and shrubbery.
If the cat had plans on eating the mouse, I hope that it did not have the inexperience to allow it to escape into the thick brush. I never know for certain if any cats I sometimes see on the forest side of the avenue are getting feral, or if they are just adventurous strayers from the few homes on the opposite side of the avenue between 140th and 144th Streets (thereafter even that side of the avenue is aught but forest for the next half mile).
By the time I was back home, it was 4:08 a.m., so my walk had exceeded an hour by about four minutes.
I think that I was back to bed by 5:45 a.m., and my morning commenced around 8:20 a.m. or soon thereafter. My wife actually rose before I had gone downstairs ahead of 9 a.m. to join my brother for some T.V.
She was to have to work a full day today at a Thai restaurant that opens at 11 a.m.; so with a fair drive ahead of her, she left around 10:15 a.m.
Thanks to our Android TV Box, my brother and I watched some good videos this morning, beginning with two short ones at Rumble's AKStraightSpeaks channel.
The first had been added on August 16, and exceeded eight minutes (8:40): Are They Turning Maui Into a Smart Island?
My Thoughts on Maui Wildfires
Inspired by Sasha Latypova's Newsletter:
https://open.substack.com/pub/sashala...
The second video was 11 minutes (11:18), and added yesterday: Former E-Bus driver reflects back on a Deadly Crash.
MY LINKS:
My website:www.anitakrishna.com
Then I tuned in a 52-minute video that was all audio ─ it had been added to Rumble's TammyCuthbertGarcia channel on August 15: Chris Sky - Touring The World, Winning Awards And Fighting For Freedom.
Today on Naturally Inspired Radio Chris Sky joins us. Chris is coming to Colorado for a freedom rally and he share with us his experience of getting into the U.S. from Mexico, transgenderism, CBDC's, freedom, MAID in Canada, Covid and so much more...
Thereafter, it was over to BitChute for another 52-minute video ─ this one had been added just today to the Wandering Citizen channel: Tucker Carlson Speaks with Colonel Douglas Macgregor about the Ukraine War.
That was darned interesting!
We concluded our viewing with an episode of the old British sitcom Happiness, all two seasons of which are available on YouTube's BEAST channel. This time we watched season two's episode two ("A Nice Person").
As often happens, my brother quickly rested up and left for the day before I had returned to bed for an early afternoon nap ─ this nap happened to be quite deep, and I initially woke from it believing that I was in bed at night.
There had been lots of quite dark cloud when I first sought that nap, but I rose around 3:15 p.m. to find all pretty much bright and clear.
I dispensed with any sunning, and I even sacrificed a latter afternoon session of exercising, because I wanted to best ensure that I would get out this latter evening on a long shopping expedition afoot. However, it is now after 8 p.m., and my eyes are burned out from this damned profitless blogging.
Enough for today ─ I must rest, else all is lost.
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