Mother's Day in Canada and in Belgium usually is close to Malcolm's birthday, sometimes they fall on the same day. Today he and Duncan and Maggie are out at the Hammers' for a get-together to celebrate both events; I managed to get in a wifi call on the train to wish them well. Meanwhile I am on the VIA train to Kingston, thanks to Bruce's generous gift of a points ticket so that I can take the train to my sisters' and nephew's home for the Mother's Day brunch that they are hosting.
This week has been pretty good, although the weather here in Toronto has been quite cold. I have been swimming every three days or so, and also running at the same frequency, with mixed satisfaction; it's hard to find forest trails in Toronto. On the other hand, it's good to make use of the pool and quite frequently there is only one other person in the fast lane with me. I'm planning to try to break my distance record of 3366 metres; I swam 3500 yards this past week, which falls short by only a couple of hundred metres. As before, my main issue is with calf and instep cramps that set in around the 3km mark, so I will try to take magnesium tablets and hope to avoid cramping. Miraculously my shoulder seems fine while swimming. It still aches a bit but I would suspect that the rotational movement of front crawl is likely causing the joint capsule to expand again, which should cause a knock-on effect of an even greater range of motion, as well as increased strength. So it is exciting to hope for recovery from this injury, which now has lasted almost eight months.
One complication of all of this time in the water is something called "swimmer's ear". I had a short 1km swim last Sunday morning before my Elijah performance, and ended up with water stuck in my left ear, which meant that I couldn't hear a thing on the left side during the concert. It was distracting but not insupportable, and I managed to sing without too much trouble. But the situation has persisted all week, and it means that I can't hold a phone to my left ear, and it makes having a conversation with Bruce while walking on the street only possible if I am standing to his left side. I have started using swimming ear plugs to avoid further water infiltration but there is still the matter of clearing the middle ear of the water already there. On the plus side there is no sensation of pain or pressure, but I am sure that having water sit there is likely not a good thing for my eardrum health. I have been reading up on remedies and may end up trying a vinegar/rubbing alcohol mixture to try to clear things out. It's really annoying!
Yesterday I ran the old Beltline trail that starts a few streets south and west of the 401 and Allen Road. Bruce and I went to visit his family plot at the Mount Pleasant Cemetery and then he drove me to the trailhead, and I ran down the old railway line until I reached the Brickworks, crossed the Bloor-Danforth viaduct and then down to Leslieville. While the initial couple of kilometres was asphalt, I could run on the grass next to the trail, and after that it was mostly cinder track for the next 11km or so, with only the last couple of kilometres on concrete. So I was pretty happy to get in a longer distance, my first 15+ km since the 17th of December in Helecine with Lawrence.

The Beltline railway was created in 1892 as a commuter railway to service suburban neighbourhoods north of the city limits. It failed to turn a profit and shut down after only two years of operation. One portion of the railway loop was converted into what is now Allen Road, but the eastern loop sat more or less neglected until the 1970s. The City of Toronto acquired the remaining land from Canadian National Railways in the late 1980s, and the construction of a bicycle path on the old right-of-way proceeded from there. There are still sections that are being built or renovated, and there are many road crossings, but it's a cool bit of Toronto history, and one of the few places I've found that are free of car noise and exhaust fumes. My favourite part is the ravine that decends from Mount Pleasant Cemetery, which is next to a tributary of the Don River, and has some more challenging topography. I hope to run it again soon, and maybe explore some of the connecting trails on the east side of the river.
Last night Bruce and I rode the TTC up to Sheppard and Yonge to celebrate the engagement of John Cowitz and his fiancee Cathy. I met John twenty years ago when he and I were both living in Bruce's house, and so we've had many dinners and conversations over the years. John and Cathy have been going out for ten years now, and are going to make it official later this year. It was great to see John, his mother Sibyl and sister Karen, and also to visit a little with his son Josh Warburton, who is the bassist in a very cool June-award-wnning indie-rock band called
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