Mai

Every year, I like to blog on my blog's anniversary, May 1. Earlier this month, I realized that I had completely forgotten about it! It was my fifteenth anniversary, and it was the first time I missed blogging on May 1. Oh well, at least I've still blogged every Sunday.

I had an enjoyable week.

On Monday, I went to the dentist to have the stitches removed from my gums. I believe tomorrow I'm allowed to floss normally again. It's nice for my mouth, and my diet, to get back to normal! I was able to eat popcorn again.

After my appointment I went to the North Capitol Building for Utah Historical Society staff meeting. For a long time, we had monthly piñata days to count down to the opening of the Museum of Utah. Those stopped in the fall, but we had one final piñata day to celebrate the opening on June 27. One of the museum folks bought these massive custom piñatas: a rubber chicken, because apparently Utah is a leading producer of rubber chickens; the Mormon Meteor, a record-breaking race car from the 1930s; and a brine shrimp, the state crustacean. 

I came home to do more work, and Reggie sat on my lap, as he frequently does. He often likes to rest on my arm, and it's hard to work with one hand. I truly adore Reginald. With a pet fish, you just look at them; with a hamster or a snake, you can hold them occasionally; but with a cat, they get to be a full part of the family.

I was able to go trail running five days this week, and May is truly a spectacular month for it. There are so many wonderful flowers in bloom. Twice I ran before working for the day because I happened to wake up early. That is one benefit (of many) about working from home.

The first sego lilies of the year! This is the earliest I have ever seen them.

longleaf phlox

Tufted evening primrose. These are very fragrant—I love them!

Bitterbrush (according to my plant app)

Utah sweetvetch

Mulesears. They haven't peaked yet, and they're spectacular when they do!

Western waterleaf

arrowleaf balsamroot

Lewis flax

But my favorite was my Saturday run. It was overcast and cool, a perfect May day. I ran up Mueller Park, which is always busy. I often go past Elephant Rock rather than stopping at it, but I decided to stop there for a snack break before I kept going up. As I got there, there were some chatty fellows, one of whom said, "This is the place! As Brigham would say." Then his buddy said, "Actually, he didn't say that. Well, what he said was 'this is the right place.'"

This was my chance! I said, "Well, I'm kind of an expert on this. According to Wilford Woodruff, he said something along those lines. One account says 'this is the place,' one account says 'this is the right place,' and one account says 'this will be our abiding place.'" Maybe that was an earful, but I didn't tell them how people didn't really care about Brigham saying "this is the place" until the early twentieth century. The first guy really was chatty, even with another group of hikers who came up. Before I left, I told them about the Museum of Utah (because he had asked for resources), and I went on my way.

I went a mile past Elephant Rock to the Perigrine Trail, which I first went on a year ago, and the last time I was there was in November. I really love the large bridge and the Precambrian Farmington Canyon Complex boulders, which are 2.4 billion years old.

I'm still impressed with this bridge, because it's four miles up the trail! How did they build it?

The stream that the bridge crosses

Look at that gneissic foliation!

It's nice that everything is so green right now. That's what it's supposed to be in May, but since our winter was so dry, I don't know how long things will be green. 

showy stickseed 

cutleaf balsamroot

western wallflower

heartleaf arnica—I don't recall seeing it this early

larkspur

smallflower woodland star

mulesears

This week, I also did some transcription work for my BYU job. I don't transcribe very often, but I actually like it—I just turn on a podcast, get in the zone, and start typing. When I worked at the Church History Library and was writing about nineteenth-century letters, I found it was easier to work with them if they were transcribed, so I would devote some time to transcribing them. I miss that. In fact, my very last assignment there in December 2023 was a transcription assignment.

Today I taught Sunday School about Numbers and Deuteronomy. I had a few discussion points and questions from those difficult books:

• How do we reconcile the idea of a merciful God with many of the not-so-merciful things in the Old Testament?
• Many things have changed, and that's normal (the Lord making Levites special instead of firstborns, Zelophehad's daughters asking about their inheritance)
• How do we acknowledge problems without it becoming unrighteous murmuring?
• The Israelites didn't look at the brass serpent because it was easy (1 Ne. 17:41). What are easy things we are reluctant to do?
• The story of Balaam, whose donkey talked to him and who refused to curse Israel, tells us that God is more expansive than just one group of people, and even people who do good things can later make bad decisions (Rev. 2:14)
• How does keeping the two great commandments help us keep all the others?
• How can we keep God's words in our hearts (if we're not wearing phylacteries or writing them on posts)?

Next weekend is Memorial Day, and that is the weekend I start the Fourth of July season. This is going to be a special season because of America 250. My annual pumpkinundation roundup is surprisingly popular, so I'm going to do the same thing for Fourth of July foods this year to commemorate the semiquincentennial. I haven't decided on a name yet (America 250 roundup? Red, white, blue or RWB roundup?), so I'm open to suggestions.

My niece bought these for me. I especially love the Liberty torch.

Adventurous Saturday

Yesterday, I participated in another Splash 'n' Sprint triathlon at the South Davis Recreation Center! I think this is the sixth triathlon I've done there. I haven't done any other triathlons.

I showed up and had my body marked and picked up the free swag. I was disappointed the shirts were cotton this time, meaning they're not good for running in, and I feel guilty I took one anyway, since I have too many shirts already, and excess consumerism is not good. But I feel guilty about everything. And I did decline the free bags. (I did, however, take a free swim cap.)

First was the swim. For this race, the swim is 350 yards, which is seven laps / fourteen lengths of the pool. That's less than half the swim distance of a regular sprint triathlon, so I'm not ready for a different tri. The last time I did this race was two years ago, and at that time, I was not able to swim freestyle that long, and I also psyched myself out during the swim. But this time, I was able to swim freestyle the whole time, and I didn't freak myself out! So this was my best swim during a tri. But I was still slower than a typical swim, since I had to change lanes, and I got stuck behind people. I also had lots of people pass me. 

Next was the bike portion, which is twelve miles. I only have a mountain bike, even though I don't mountain bike, so I'm super slow on this portion, and people pass me frequently. We went on the rail trail from Bountiful to Farmington, and unfortunately, we overlapped with a running race. It was annoying to bike along the trail with people running in both directions, while I also had to be aware of other people passing me on their bikes. After we left the rail trail, there was a portion that was uphill, and I was annoyed that my left shifter didn't work, so I had to go uphill in third gear. (I had a tuneup in February, and the right shifter got better but the left got worse, and when I took it back, they weren't super helpful. I might have to take it back to the shop again to see if a different mechanic is better.)

I don't do this triathlon for the competition, but it is still a bit disappointing to see how comparatively slow I am. But at least I can blame it on my bike. Since I usually go up steep roads when I do bike, this bike portion was relatively easy for me (twelve moderate miles instead of six steep ones)—even though I was slow.

And the last portion was the three-mile run, and this is the portion where I pass lots of people. A lot of people walk this part, which surprises me, but I even pass people who are running. I don't consider myself a fast runner, but I still end up in the top third for the running portion. Three flat miles is easy for me, but it honestly feels harder because I think it should be easy.

I finished! I got some of the free food and chatted with some people, but I didn't stick around for the awards, since I wasn't getting any awards—I was dead last for my age division. Again, I blame the bike. I think I'm more athletic than the average person, but among athletes, I'm not that great.

I didn't realize my tongue was out when I took this selfie.

In the early afternoon, I realized that I had done everything I wanted / felt obligated to do for the day, so it was going to be a long, potentially boring Saturday at home alone. (I took my parents to the airport for a UK trip on Monday.) I decided it would be a good opportunity to hit some more stores for the Independent Bookstore Crawl. Two weeks ago, I visited ten bookstores in one day for a "prize," but you can also visit all twenty-five on the map by the end of the year for another prize.

So I drove out to Tooele to go to First Edition Bookstore, which is located in a random neighborhood. It's part of Tooele Marketplace, which apparently was once an old folks' home that has been converted into a bunch of small stores. I wish I had taken pictures inside, because it was delightfully quirky. Many of the stores were so niche, and it's in such a random location, that I don't know how long they'll stay in business. 

I didn't buy anything at the bookstore; it wasn't very big, and it emphasized fiction books. But the cashier was very friendly.

One of the other stores was a secondhand pop-culture store, and that was fun to look at. I got a new Mario polo shirt for ten dollars, since Mario is the only video game franchise that interests me. And I bought a used Ghostbusters 2 DVD for a dollar, since it's a New Year's movie.

Then I headed south out of Tooele, turning on my cruise control while listening to Mat Kearney. It was fun to drive past all the BLM land, a part of the state I don't recall going through before.

I made it to Eagle Mountain for my next bookstore, Spellbound Books, which is actually a book truck in a random spot with food trucks. I was sorely disappointed that they were closed. Their regular hours for Saturday are until 7 p.m., but apparently they had some event, so they closed at 4. This was very frustrating, especially since I don't really have any other reason to go out to Eagle Mountain. So I couldn't get my map stamped.

Then I headed into Lehi for Lagg Bookstore, which was in a cute old house. 

This bookstore was devoted entirely to romance novels, so definitely not my genre. They had some nonbook items as well, but none that I cared to buy.

While I was there on Lehi Main Street, I went to a weird nacho restaurant. You order from a truck, and the signs were confusing, and the cashier didn't speak any English. I didn't understand what was going on. Eventually I got some nachos and ate them in the adjoining building, which was surprisingly nice. I liked the nachos but not the experience. 

After stopping in the grocery store next door, I drove home. In the mailbox was the latest copy of Utah Historical Quarterly, which I knew was coming any day, but I still didn't expect to find it in the mail. All of this year, our issues are about the Peoples of Utah Revisited. This issue has articles about homeless people, Muslims, lesbians, Latines, a Chinese man, and rural LDS women.

UHQ has been a trusted source since 1928, and I'm really happy and amazed that I get to be part of it.

It wasn't a groundbreaking Saturday, but it was an enjoyable one!

Running and Wayfare

I suppose the most interesting things about this week were related to running and Wayfare magazine.

On Monday, I went back to the dentist to have them check on my gum graft. I thought they were going to remove the stitches, but I was mistaken; I still have another week with them. But they said everything looks good. 

As my gums heal, I was able to go running again for the first time since the surgery. During the week, I went on my standby trails of Wild Rose and Bonneville Shoreline (from Tunnel Springs Park). But Saturday was the day for a long run!

Now that there are so many new trails in North Canyon and Mueller Park, I have lots of options. I decided to go on a run where I hadn't done the exact loop, but I'd been on all the parts of it. 

cutleaf balsamroot

I started at Mueller Park and headed up to Elephant Rock, and I saw three women in my ward as I was heading up. But I didn't stop at the rock itself, because I've been there so many times. I began leapfrogging some bikers. At four miles, I was disappointed to realize that I still had two miles uphill to go. At five miles, I was surprised to see a makeshift bench made of an old tree. (It had been six months since I'd been to that portion of the trail.) 

At 5.5 miles, there was a couple that ran past me. That makes me feel like I'm lacking. Oh well, I can't be the best at everything.

I reached Rudy's Flat just after six miles, and I was glad to know it was mostly downhill from there. I ate an energy bar, then I kept going down the trail till I reached the Mahogany Ridge Trail, which I first went on last year. This trail has very little shade, so I hoped I put on enough sunscreen.

Glacier lilies

At almost ten miles, I reached the Bonneville Shoreline Trail, where I ate another energy bar. I was disappointed at all the invasive dyer's woad growing along the side of the trail. 

The BST is not very steep, and technically most of it was downhill. I was surprised at all the muddy spots I encountered—I've done this trail several times before, and I don't remember it being muddy in those spots. 

It's always nice to get into the shadier spots again

After thirteen miles, I got back to the main Mueller Park Trail, and I saw another person I know. (That trail is so busy.) Once I returned to the trailhead, I had gone 14.59 miles. This is the second farthest I have ever run! (I went more than fifteen miles in September 2022.) 

It's hard to go on such a long run. But if I run 13/14/15 miles, then the 9 and 10-mile runs are comparatively easy. And of course, the ultra runners will think my fourteen miles is nothing.

There were actually three things about Wayfare this week. First, I started the week copyediting articles for a special Advent issue. Of course, if there ever was a Wayfare task meant for me, it's a special holiday issue. And it was fun to be working on it, because I still feel a little cheated out of a Christmas experience, since we had such little snow and I didn't get to spend as much time with my Christmas playlist as I might have liked.

Also, copies of issue 7 arrived this week. This is the issue that needed to be proofed right as I was leaving for Taiwan. It's always good to see another issue out—but I'm not going to read it, because I already did so.

And also, I copyedited an article for issue 8. Some Wayfare articles don't have footnotes, but this one did, which is always the most time-consuming part of any edit. My role for Wayfare is simply as a copyeditor, but in this case, my historical background was really useful (and I would say important).