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See above what fun I had last night with a glass of ice and lemon, and below without ice and lemon. This could have kept me busy for hours. I contained myself. Way back in my early 30s, I started to have a problem with tendonitis/bursitis in my hips. It got to the point where some days I could barely walk. That’s when I learned more about exercise and strength training. At first it was trial and error, finding what made it worse and what eventually made it go away completely. I’ve rarely had a twinge in a long time except after my back surgery a few years ago, and that was a bit of torture for a few weeks. But, recently it flared up again. It might have been aggravated by my recent bout of moodiness and too much time in bed. I’ve been stretching up to six times a day and it seems to be helping, although not as quickly as I’d like. I’ve managed a couple of decent wanders around town, but eventually begin to walk with a painful dip in my hip, so I’ve been careful. Too bad I missed the bout of comfortable weather.
We’re back to high temperatures and moderate heat warning, although mornings and nights are glorious. I took a walk the other day through a neighborhood west-northwest of us called Huerta de la Reina (Queen’s Orchard). It’s a less historic neighborhood outside the city center, but it has its moments. Of course there are Roman ruins here and there and plenty from the 19th and 20th centuries. One pleasant, small park, called the Jardin Virgen de la Estrella (Virgin of the Star Garden) maintains a chimney to commemorate the neighborhood’s industrial past. The chimney was part of the Rodrigo Brothers agricultural-industrial complex established in 1843 and is maintained to commemorate the neighborhood’s industrial role.
San Geraldo had an appointment at the bank this morning and I met him after for coffee at La Bandera. I’m now trying to decide what to do after lunch, other than continue to stretch every hour. SG is still working on his aquarium. Still no water, plants, or fish. But he’s getting close.
Mira arriba lo bien que lo pasé anoche con un vaso de hielo y limón, y abajo sin hielo ni limón. Esto me podría haber mantenido ocupado durante horas. Me contuve. Allá por mis treinta y pocos, empecé a tener un problema de tendinitis/bursitis en las caderas. Llegó un punto en que algunos días apenas podía caminar. Fue entonces cuando aprendí más sobre ejercicio y entrenamiento de fuerza. Al principio fue ensayo y error, descubriendo qué lo empeoraba y qué finalmente lo hacía desaparecer por completo. Rara vez he tenido una molestia en mucho tiempo, excepto después de mi cirugía de espalda hace unos años, y eso fue un poco tortura durante algunas semanas. Pero, recientemente volvió a aparecer. Puede que se haya agravado por mi reciente racha de mal humor y demasiado tiempo en la cama. He estado estirando hasta seis veces al día y parece que está ayudando, aunque no tan rápido como me gustaría. He logrado dar un par de paseos decentes por la ciudad, pero al final empiezo a caminar con un doloroso hundimiento en la cadera, así que he tenido cuidado. Qué lástima que me perdiera el buen tiempo.
Volvemos a tener altas temperaturas y alerta por calor moderado, aunque las mañanas y las noches son espléndidas. El otro día di un paseo por un barrio al oeste-noroeste de donde vivimos, llamado Huerta de la Reina. Es un barrio menos histórico, fuera del centro de la ciudad, pero tiene su encanto. Por supuesto, hay ruinas romanas aquí y allá, y muchas de los siglos XIX y XX. Un pequeño y agradable jardín público, llamado Jardines Virgen de la Estrella, conserva una chimenea que conmemora el pasado industrial del barrio. La chimenea formaba parte del complejo agroindustrial de los Hermanos Rodrigo, fundado en 1843, y se conserva para recordar el papel industrial del barrio.
San Geraldo tenía una cita en el banco esta mañana y después me reuní con él para tomar un café en La Bandera. Ahora estoy decidiendo qué hacer después del almuerzo, además de seguir estirando cada hora. SG sigue trabajando en su acuario. Todavía no tiene agua, plantas ni peces. Pero ya casi lo logra.


• La chimenea de 1843.

• Sobre el muro de la esquina de los jardines de una casa (fuera de la vista a la derecha; véase en la imagen inferior). Esta zona solía ser un lugar donde la gente vivía, y vivía bien, para escapar de la ciudad. Muchas casas señoriales antiguas aún son de propiedad privada, mientras que otras se han convertido en edificios de oficinas y consultorios médicos.

• La casa de al lado, vista durante un paseo en abril.

• Detrás de un muro provisional y entre edificios contemporáneos.

• Había un agujero en la puerta que daba al jardín. Me asomé, pero un montón de trastos cerca me impedía ver. Si estas paredes pudieran hablar.





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Love the walk and the sights, and really love that old graffiti wall; I’d want to see behind it, too!
That old chimney as monument to the past is very cool.
We just returned from a long walk through town as our mornings are cool even if the days get hot. We make do with what we have!
Bob,
We’re back in a heatwave. Maybe this will be the last of the season. It was nice to have a bit of a respite.
Gorgeous blue sky. I’m trying to get back into my routine at home of stretching and exercise. It doesn’t help that I haven’t been getting out of bed until 8.
Ellen Abbott,
Until 8? I’m impressed if I’m up that early.
What a very pretty place. I hope you are walking better everyday.
David,
Today kind of sucks so far. Argh!
I’m always intrigued by ruins, too – and by cleared sites, trying to imagine/remember what might have been there before demolition… Jx
Jon:
I belong to groups that share vintage photos of Córdoba. I love finding comparison photos.
I am confused about the ice and lemon. What am I missing here?
Not confused about the lovely old neighborhood. I imagine the courtyards for those houses were amazing.
Mary Moon,
I guess you didn’t appreciate my eye for the shadows and reflections I saw. Oh well.
And the green grass grew all around all around . . . . Is SG always such a careful planner? He’s taking great care with his aquarium.
Love,
Janie
Janiejunebug,
Yes, SG loves to plan. He’s also loves to jump.
You forgot the gin!
Margarita,
Oh I remembered. That restaurant only serves wine and beer!
I really hate that blogger reader doesn’t update…it’s hard to keep up with so many blogs, that I miss many post. I really can’t complain about our weather. It’s unseasonably cool for August in my opinion. Can’t wait to feel the cape.
Mistress Maddie,
I’m pretty disgusted with Reader, as well. The heat is back this week. I’d be looking forward to the cape, too.
Having grown up in industrialized Cleveland, it’s odd seeing such a chimney among palm trees.
Kirk,
And I suppose people here would find it odd to see industrial chimneys among elm trees.
I love to try and imagine what the structure looked like when all that remains is an outline on the exterior of the next building down..
Rade:
I do, too. The house that was there would have been much more interesting than the boxy buildings now on either side.
I love the glass and shadow playtime! Have you done those sneaky drawings of ice cubes in drinks with interesting faces, the kind ad designers used to do? Lot of fun. Boud
Boud:
Thanks regarding my bit of inspiration. I’ve never done those ice cube drawings.