Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Day 234 -- Melcher-Dallas


Here you see the good people of Cherry Creek Acres on their way to pick up a lucky couple to take to the prom in Melcher-Dallas, Iowa. Melcher-Dallas is somewhat west of where I am now, but it's within spitting distance, so I thought it was fair. Also, one of these horses has the same name as one of the Little Joggers, which is a good a reason to post them as any.

I ran 4.4 miles today outside. It looks like that will do it for running outside for a while. We have a horrible sleety slushy cold front coming through, which threatens to turn into snow.

Tuesday, November 28, 2006

Day 233 -- Knoxville, Iowa


Knoxville, Iowa, is home to the Knoxville Raceway and the Sprint Car Hall of Fame. At some times of the year, there is much ado as Sprint Car fans from all over (all over the state? all over the country? all over the world?) flock to Knoxville to watch people in little cars go around and around and around and around and around and... I, personally, am not much of a race fan, so I've never been. But I hear that it's very nice.

Five miles today. It was raining, so I went indoors. It's now supposed to turn cold, so I may not be out much for the next little while.

Monday, November 27, 2006

Jogger v. the Whiny Student

Bear with me; this might be a long post.

I have blogged about this student before. He's been a pain in the ass all semester, because he's a uniquely irritating combination of outspoken and lazy. He never does any work, but he's quite willing to jump in and say "I don't understand what you are doing." Most student who ask for help that much are at least willing to work in between questions, and most student who do so little work are at least sensible enough to keep quiet about it.

So now we are exchanging e-mails on what his potential grade is. Here is his opening salvo...

I will be in tomorrow morning bright and early at 8am to go over my grade with you, and for us to come up with a plan together of how I can pass this class with a C. It is very, very important to me despite bombing the last exam. I want to finish the year with two 90s or better on the exams.

He didn't come in. I looked at his grades, and determined that two 90's on the remaining exams would bring him up to almost a D. I prepared what I thought was a reasonably level response.

The main thing that you have to do to get your grade up is to start working on the HW. It's too late for you to get a really good grade on that portion of the course, but every little bit helps. I truly believe that doing the HW will help you prepare for the exams. The exam questions aren't taken from the HW, but they cover the same ideas.

A C is a long shot at this point. There's just too much damage. However, if you perform well on the remaining exams, and get your HW and quiz scores up, you might pull off a D.

Sorry to be the bearer of bad tidings.

The original response was quite a bit snarkier, including a gripe about not showing up when he said he would. But I toned it down.

He came back with:

so you're telling me if I give it everything i've got and get an A on the final showing I know and understand all the covered material in the class, and get an A on the last exam I will still end up with a D? That just doesn't seem too fair to me because it should ultimately be about learning the material, not about how well you take tests in my opinion. Personally, I'm all for throwing the spreadsheet out, spending hours in the math lab and with you in your office hours learning the material and clearing up the conceptions, and finishing strong, deserving a C.


OK, now I'm starting to get mad. (This is a total lie. I've been mad at this guy for weeks. Now I'm starting to not care that he knows it.) I wrote a lengthy response, which I will resist the urge to quote in full. The two main points are (1) there's a lot of assessment that goes on that isn't covered on the final, and (2) I don't want to make a special exception to my grading scheme for someone who has done so little work. The last paragraph went:

The bottom line is that when the signals are flashing and the whistle is blowing, you can't blame the wreck on the train. You could have -- should have -- seen this coming all semester. I'm sorry that you didn't.

He's still not done. His response:

I guess this doesn't make a lot of sense to me because professors are supposed to want students to pass their classes....

I almost can't type because I can't see through the steam coming out of my ears. Here it is, my fault, because I don't want badly enough for the student to succeed.

My response:

No, professors are supposed to want students to learn the material. Passing and learning are related, but not identical. I do want you to learn this material, and I have serious doubts about your ability to do it well enough in the next month to earn a C.

[I give an explanation of just how deep a hole he is in.]

So it comes down to this: If you work hard and study your ass off, you might pull your average up to 58% or 59%. In that case, I will strongly consider giving you a D, rather than the F that the syllabus assigns. But the only way for you to get a C is for me to make major modifications to the grading scheme, and I'm not going to do that.

I know that your grade is important to you, and I'm not particularly anxious to make you take this course again. But you should start planning for what you are going to do if you earn an F or a D in this course, because those are really the only two serious possibilities.

No doubt he'll come back with even more whining.

So, why am I posting all this? Partly out of a sense of frustration. Partly so that someone will pat me on the back and say, "Poor baby. What a crummy student you have."

I hate to say it, but I really will enjoy giving him an F. That's pretty rare for me. Usually, I feel sorry for students who get F's, rather than anything else. But this guy has just gotten my goat. I just hope he manages to take the course with someone else some time in the future.

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And on the twelfth day, Jogger rested....

I skipped running this morning. I was working on a streak of 11 days in a row. But I rolled out of bed, took a personal inventory, and rolled the heck back into bed. Oh, well.

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Day 232 -- Lake Red Rock


I finally ran the eight miler that I've been promising myself for three weeks. It felt pretty good. I was tired, but not exhausted. Eight miles carried me across Red Rock Dam, south of Pella. This is actually a photo of two of the Little Joggers taken a Lake Red Rock a year or so ago. I don't think it's quite that cold out there today, which is just as well, if I'm going to be standing around in shorts.

Saturday, November 25, 2006

Day 231 -- Grandma Jogger's House


Three miles today took me just about exactly to Grandma Jogger's house. Actually, I think I got there, stopped to rake a few leaves and clean out the gutters, and ran back to the corner of Elm and Broadway. Can't dilly-dally. I'm on my way down to Kansas City to visit Tracie.

Friday, November 24, 2006

Day 230 -- Pella, Iowa


Five miles today brings me to Pella, Iowa, the closest thing that I have to a home town. I lived in various places growing up, but I went to high school and college here in Pella, and Grandma Jogger still lives here. I'm coming in from the south east, and she lives in the north west, so I still have almost three miles to run to get to her house. In fact, I haven't passed either of the landmarks pictured here, but I only know that because this is my home town. I'm quite sure that I never come within miles of some of the photo ops that I post from other town that I don't know so well.

Above, the chapel at my Alma Mater. Mrs. Jogger and I were married in this building, almost 20 years ago. (I don't know why the photo is crooked. Try tilting your head a little.) Below, the Molengracht, a sort of faux-Old World shopping district in downtown Pella. Pella is a town of Dutch heritage, and is quite proud of this fact. This is the largest windmill in North America. It's by no means the only windmill in Pella. There are lots of windmills, Dutch fronts, and, every spring, a Tulip Festival.

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Day 229 -- Happy Thanksgiving!


Happy Thanksgiving to those of you in the U.S. Happy Fourth Thursday in November to everyone else.

I slept in this morning. I wasn't planning to run at all. But by midmorning, I started to notice how nice it was out. Sunny and 44 degrees. By 11:00 I had the itch to run, and so I scratched it. I ran three miles. I didn't even time myself, but I guarantee you that it wasn't very fast. But it was nice to get out and get some exercise.

Grandma Jogger and her housemate arrived for a visit around noon. We had a relatively light lunch, and we'll be pigging out on turkey this evening. Then I'll feel guilty, and I'll have to run again tomorrow! If I run far enough tomorrow, I can get to Pella before they get home. Then I suppose that I could rake leaves or something to surprise them.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Day 228 -- Oskaloosa


I'm a little past Oskaloosa, actually, somewhere out by Leighton, but I didn't want to leave the area without visiting William Penn University. This college I definitely knew was here. There was a big rivalry between Penn and my alma mater, since they are so close together. During the time I was there, the rivalry was dulled by the fact that we were so much better than they were in most sports, but not entirely gone. I don't know what the balance of power is now. In any case, this is me standing on the construction site of the new student activity center. Should I be wearing a hard hat?

I ran intervals today -- 200 m fast, 200 m slow, 200 m fast, etc. I think I'll probably take tomorrow off from running. Somehow, without really having planned it, I have run eight days in a row, ever since I got up from my deathbed last week.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

The Sixth Grade

Tonight we went to a choir concert at the Middle School. The first Little Jogger is in the choir this year. It was a pretty good concert. They did a lot of good songs, like "Amazing Grace," and "500 Miles," and "Puff the Magic Dragon." (They did Bowdlerize Puff, leaving out the verse where Jackie Paper grows up and Puff sadly slinks into his cave.) I enjoyed it, anyway.

We were there early, watching the kids running around and laughing and nudging each other, and I noticed that the first Little Jogger kind of kept to herself. She's comfortable enough with her friends, but she clearly isn't the kind of kid who just knows everyone and works a room. I got to thinking that it was just about sixth grade that I began to morph into a real geek. Up until then, I was just a kid, but sixth grade is when the cool kids start to sort themselves out, and I wasn't one. I don't recall that I enjoyed it much. I hope that the first Little Jogger won't have it quite as rough as I did. But I know that she's going to have to live her own life, and that I won't be able to protect her.

The D-List

As seen at Addy N.'s blog:

D-List Blogger

There is no F-list. Nowhere to go but up, I guess.

Day 227 -- University Park

University Park, just east of Oskaloosa, Iowa, is home to Vennard College. I can't seem to find the size of this school, but I can tell you that it's small. I went to high school and college twenty miles from here, and I've never even heard of the place! I never would have claimed to have known every little college in Iowa (there are tons of 'em) but I would have thought that I knew every one in Mahaska County. Just shows that you can always learn something, even about your own neighborhood.

Monday, November 20, 2006

Day 226 -- Givin, Iowa


This is some sort of old general store in Givin, Iowa. I don't have a lot of details about it. The Team Mahaska web site has a very thorough photo gallery, but not a lot of captions or anything. (If you're curious about the name, I am now running through Mahaska County, the next county over from where Grandma Jogger lives.)

Three brisk miles this morning, plus weights. I was indoors at the track. I'm going to have to run outside on the weekend, so I'm pampering myself these next three days.

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Day 225 -- Eddyville


Greetings from Eddyville, Iowa. According to the Team Mahasaka web site, "With a population of 1064, Eddyville is proud of their good school system." 'Nuf said.

Five miles today, bright and early. It was cold, but not windy, so I was OK.

Saturday, November 18, 2006

Day 224 -- Dudley, Iowa

I'm passing somewhere north of Dudley, Iowa, today. I couldn't find any good photos of the Dudley area, but I did find a cute photo of a cat named Dudley that was adopted through the Iowa County Humane Society. That is, of course, Iowa County Wisconsin. So this cat ain't anywhere near where I am on my jogging map. (I was about to say it ain't anywhere near me, but actually, it is. The Iowa County Humane Society is in Dodgeville, just a stone's throw away from where I'm sitting as I type.)

Four miles today, and, if I can make it, I'm shooting for five tomorrow. Then I'll declare myself officially back from my illness, and I'll start in on my regular routine (such as it is) on Monday.

Friday, November 17, 2006

Day 223 -- Chillicothe, Iowa


Chillicothe, Iowa, home of the gravesite of Curtis King, the oldest person to serve in the civil war. The man was 80. Holy Cow! "Mama, can we go visit Grandpa?" "Now, son, you know that he's off fightin' Johnny Reb."

Three miles today, a bit faster than yesterday. I'm coming back.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Day 222 -- Back to Work


I noticed that it was Day 222, and I decided to do a little tribute to Room 222, a show which I am definitely not old enough to remember. Then I realized that only a few days ago I was posing with Radar O'Reilly. Maybe the theme of this blog will switch from posing in front of various landmarks as I move across to the country to posing with various old TV characters. Next week: Gunsmoke.

I did run the two miles that I promised myself today. I decided also that I was going to hold my speed down, so that I was running neither far nor fast. Then I got out on the track and determined that it wasn't going to take any special effort to keep my speed down. If I was moving any slower, I'd have been going backwards. That's OK, though. Tomorrow, I'll go a little farther and a little faster, and pretty soon I'll be back to "normal."

Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Death Flu Update: It must have been something we ate

On Sunday, we went over to a friend's house to watch the Packers/Vikings game. They served a very nice meal, and we grazed all afternoon. By Tuesday, 10 of the 12 people at the party were sick to their stomachs. The only two who escaped were the baby, who didn't eat any solid food, and the oldest and youngest Little Jogger. I don't know if she skipped something the rest of us ate, or if she just has guts of steel. She did like on Ukranian food for the first ten years of her life.

Anyway, it's mostly out of our systems, now. I feel bad for my friend, who feels terrible about the whole thing. I would tease him about it being just what you'd expect from a Vikings fan, but I don't think that he's in a mood to get teased.

Tomorrow, I'll be back to running, but I think that I'll start out slow and work my way up. Two miles tomorrow. That's my goal.

Tuesday, November 14, 2006

Martian Death Flu

The Jogger family is deep in the grip of the Martian Death Flu. It started suddenly last night, when the first Little Jogger got Mrs. Jogger out of bed to help clean up a mess. But the time I got out of bed at about 2:00, the littlest Little Jogger and Mrs. J herself were both throwing up. I don't think the medium Little Jogger ever actually threw up, but he had an upset stomach and a headache, so he stayed home from school. I never threw up, either, so I bravely took myself to school first thing, and then thought better of it and slunk back home.

Only the oldest and newest Little Jogger seems to be unaffected by it. It must be that strong Ukrainian genetics.

Needless to say, I didn't run today, and don't plan to run tomorrow. If I am still alive on Thursday, I'll consider it.

Monday, November 13, 2006

Day 221 -- Still More Ottumwa


The Ottumwa, Iowa, web site is thoughtful enough to provide you this image to be a desktop wallpaper. Lord knows, everyone wants an Ottumwa desktop. Alas, it's only 800 x 600, and my screen resolution is higher than that. (By the time Blogger has resized it, who knows what size this is going to be. But if you want the original 800 x 600 image, it's here.)

I ran three miles today, and lifted weights.