Em ơi! #317: Highlights From My First Triathlon

Sorry about the sketchiness/relative badness of the art on this one.  I have not had what could be referred to as “free time” lately.

So, the triathlon.  When I first started running, I was kind of overweight and not really very good at it.  In my first 5k, which I ran with my brother Daniel, his then-girlfriend Claire (I may have mentioned them once or twice), and a couple friends of theirs, I finished almost last.  Not just last in my division, but last.  It was great in some ways, because it was a lot of fun to run with everyone, but coming in so close to the end was a bit humiliating.  I didn’t run another race for about two years.

I’ve since got to be a much better runner and recently I’ve been placing in the top 20 in my division and much nearer to the top overall.  People who have met me AFTER a lot of weight loss and hardcore training seem to have this idea of me as a natural athlete, and that just isn’t the case.  I always remember where I used to be…and sometimes, I get to revisit those times.

All in all, I didn’t have a terrible race (except for the swim portion, which was terrifying).  I inhaled about half the lake, and coughed for the rest of the day.  Despite this, I did finish.  Will I do another?  I don’t know.  I might.  I’m off swimming for a while and just relaxing before I have to throw myself into marathon training in earnest.  Of course, the purpose of a race is not to win, and how I placed is largely unimportant compared to how I felt during the race.  But this was definitely a challenge.  I still have somewhat mixed feelings about it.  Glad I tried it though.

I should add that in panel 3, that orange pyramid is the buoy I’m supposed to be swimming toward.  Panel 5 did actually happen.  And I did actually shout “REALLY?”  The guy holding the flags to direct us all around the turns didn’t seem to get it.

Here are two photographs Bryan took of me, one before the race, one after the swim portion.  For two more fun photos, click the “photos” link at the top of this page and put in my number (1354).

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Daniel and Claire Get Married

This is (a somewhat crappy scan of) a painting I did for Daniel and Claire in honor of their wedding (which was last weekend, the 12th of June 2010 – I am a bit late getting this up) – for those who are new to the comic, Daniel is my younger brother.  Both he and Claire used to be comic regulars before they moved to Baltimore, so I thought it would be nice to do something in comic form for them.  In reality the comic is four panels wide by two down, but I thought this way I could make it a bit bigger so you could see the details.  It took me a long time to scan.

I’m taking an intensive Vietnamese course which is eating up not only my brain but all my ability to think.  I’m in third year (fifth semester) which will look great on my resume if it doesn’t kill me.

Here’s some of my vocab from the past week (hopefully the text will come out correctly):

  1. thủ thư – librarian
  2. ngoài ra – besides
  3. kinh tế – economy
  4. kế hoạch – to plan
  5. nổi tiếng – famous
  6. di cư to emigrate
  7. ấm – warm
  8. kết hôn – to get married
  9. ly dị – to get divorced
  10. chỉch – to inject (e.g. drugs)
  11. thám tử – detective
  12. hiếp – rape
  13. đao phủ – execution
  14. địn ngục – hell
  15. buồn cươi – funny
  16. tra tấn – torture
  17. bảo hiẻm y tế – health insurance
  18. mìn – mine (e.g. a landmine – mìn nước is a sea mine.)
  19. dân ca – folksongs
  20. khủng hoảng – crisis

The actual topics that I have been studying are left as an exercise for the reader.

So in other news I’m doing my first triathlon tomorrow.  It’s only a sprint, and I know I can do the individual parts (a 1/3 mi swim, 11 mi bike, 5k run) with no particular training…it’s just the transitions that I’m worrying about.  We’ll see how it goes – wish me luck!

This comic is filed under:

ND1460.W44 L86 2010

for:

Painting — Special subjects of painting — Other subjects — Miscellaneous, A-Z — Weddings.

Very appropriate.

Em oi! #316: I Paid Good Money to Look this Dumb

To everyone who warned me that this would happen when I started using the clipless pedals: Thanks, you were right.  The bruise that still lingers on my hip tells the tale better than I could.

File this one under: HE5736 .L86 2010, for:

Transportation and communications — Bicycles — General works

Lentil, Chickpea, and Potato Curry

I’ve now closed all the tabs for the recipes that inspired this –  I think this may have been one, maybe this as well, and I spent a goodly time browsing the archives of Indian food blogs like One Hot Stove.  What came out, while not exactly an authentic dish, is delicious and healthy.  I suppose it could be called a channa dal (I think “channa” refers to chickpeas, “dal” to lentils).  Potatoes are aloo. So this should be aloo channa dal?

I served this with chappati, the technique for which I’m still perfecting.

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Em oi! #315: The View from Down Here

This one is dedicated to my buddy Ray, who is also kicking his novel around to agents, and has been doing so for far longer and with better humor and perseverance than I can imagine.  It’s also dedicated to all the agents who have to spend their days wading through the barely literate queries they receive – having done some freelance editing, I know firsthand how well most people write.  A lot of agencies will say, “If you don’t hear from us in 5 weeks, take it as a no.”  I don’t blame them – they must get an awful lot of crap.

But if you could get back to me about You Can’t Make it Better, But You Can Make it Different, that would be great.  Also, if you are, by some crazy random happenstance, an agent who is reading this comic and interested in a great literary mystery, drop me an email at ehlupton[AT]gmail[dot]com.

This comic is filed under:

PN163 .L86 2010

which is

Literature (General) — Authorship — Authorship as a profession.  Ethics.  Relations.  Social conditions of authors, etc. — Literary agents.

Em oi! #314: That Old Rivalry

So The Birds wasn’t really a scary movie by the time I’d saw it.  The zeitgeist had moved on and people expected their films to look more realistic (and more realistically colored).  But having a red-winged blackbird come down on your head?  That’s scary.

Bryan: I would have paid money to hear that scream.

Emily: If you’d been outside, you would’ve.

RWBBs are about the size of robins and fairly aggressive between May and September (the nesting season).  They usually don’t go after people in pairs, but they will attack a solo jogger.  Bryan only runs with me, so he’s never been the victim of this sort of attack, and I think he thinks my enmity is a bit much.  But then again, I have rather long, thick hair and he doesn’t.  If a bird lands on his head, it will hurt, but there are no chances of…entanglements.

This comic gets the LCC number:

QL795.B57 L86 2010, for Zoology–Animal behavior–Stories and anecdotes–Special. By common name of animal, A-Z–Birds.

Em oi! #313: Part Vegetable, Part Alien Pod

Watercolors are back.  Hurrah.

I don’t really have much to say about this.  Well, consider buying canned artichokes if you are making pasta with artichokes.  It is a bummer to get the inedible parts of the artichoke accidentally mixed up in your carbs.

This comic gets filed under:

TX803.A7 L86 2010

For “Home economics–Cookery–Vegetables (Preparation) –Special vegetables, A-Z–Artichokes.”  Wow.

Em oi! sketchbook

I very rarely give any insight into the creative process behind my comics here.  Of course Bryan gets to see my scripts, notes, and other various scribblings in their incomplete state, but he is in a privileged position – most of those are pretty dull and I wouldn’t want to inflict them on anyone else.  But I thought this was too good to let it go to the recycle bin: after the jump, the original sketch of Em oi! #309: Sugar Rush.

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Em oi! #312: Cow’s THAT Strike You?

Ah, the joys of Rural Wisconsin...B. noted that when he asked about Belleville, he was more trying to verify that I was naming a village and not, oh, a restaurant or some obscure rock formation.   Wait — you, my dear readers, don’t know where Belleville is either?  I guess this is a forgivable sin – according to city-data.com, the population was 2,265 as of July 2008.  It’s somewhat southwest of Madison.

I headed out on Saturday morning to do about 30 miles.  I am training for a triathlon and I thought I would ride part of the bike course (about 12 miles), then swing back to our house in time to shower and have lunch before I had to start cooking for a dinner party.  I didn’t realize that when they say “a challenging and hilly course,” what they mean is hold the hell on to the handle bars.

I’d been out for about an hour and 45 minutes; the weather was chilly but changeable, drizzle one moment, sun the next, a wind from my right neither helping nor hindering my progress.  I was trying to find County Highway A – I later realized it was unmarked and I’d passed it by a good four miles.  But at the time, I didn’t know that.

I remember looking to my right across across a wide, green valley.  At the far end were some tree-covered hills and a fine mist was beginning to form at that end of the valley.  There were dark clouds above which seemed to be gradually dripping toward the ground – not in a tornadic sense, just the way that precipitation looks when you see clouds at a certain distance.

Great, more rain, I thought, and checked my watch.  If I didn’t find Hwy A in 5 more minutes

With a whoosh of wind, the mist caught up with me.  It wasn’t rain at all, but tiny ice pellets – sleet or hail, I’m not sure which.  I turned down the first street I passed and sprinted for a strand of oaks at the edge of a farmer’s field.  In the lee of the tree, I pulled out my phone and called Bryan.  He arrived twenty minutes later and the bike and I went home in ignominy.

It was good that I had service.  Three or four miles earlier, I’d tried to use its GPS functions to figure out where I actually was, and it placed me in the middle of a corn field.  Oops.

This comic is cataloged under:

GV1048 .L86 2010 (for Bicycles — Training for cycling)

796.6 .L966 (Cycling – General)

Subject heading:

Cycling — Training — Comic books, strips, etc.

If you’re super curious, I ride an old Bianchi touring bike (how old?  Not sure, maybe ten or fifteen years).  It is black.  I got it on Craigslist.

Em oi! #311: Holy Cats

It beats the alternative.I will come up with some subject headings for this later.  Anyway, thanks to everyone who wished me a happy birthday.

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Okay, it’s later!  This comic carries the numbers:

GT2430 .L86 2010

294.2 L966 2010

LCSH:

Birthdays in art — Comic books, strips, etc.

So I rechecked the Cutter Sandborn Tables – that’s the device librarians use to generate that letter-plus-three-digits number at the end of a Dewey number?  For some reason, I’d taken to using L866, which is what my last name (Lupton) would cutter out to using the LC Cutter table.  But the Cutter Sandborn Tables, which are the ones you’re supposed to use for Dewey, say Lupt = 966.  So there we go – I am corrected.  I apologize for any problems this may have caused.

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