Monday, November 26, 2012
Was feeling unmotivated to do much of anything. Flipped on the TV to a swamp scene. A little green thing dispensing wisdom. Spent the next hour and a half doing little more. Had to watch The Empire Strikes Back. One of my top 5 movies.
Did eventually peel myself off the couch. Intend to go to the gym hereafter. Eventually. It's open 'til midnight. I'm in no hurry, really. Wondering why not, though. I've eaten food, should fuel me through any workout. Kind of doubt tonight's will be strenuous. Though, you never know until you get there. Still, not feeling too much of it. Whatever it is.
Feel the pinch of time. Three weeks. Lots of people to see. Or that I should see. Not one for goodbyes, really. Did Thanksgiving with one of my circles. Then spent a good portion of the weekend with them. Annual Christkindlmarkt trip to Chicago. 4.4 miles walking, says pedometer. Gluhwein and Magenbrodt. Good stuff. Family style dinner at Bucca di Beppo's. Lots of kitsch on wall. Not as many bad mafia jokes as before. End of an era. I'm leaving. So are another couple of people who were there. I'm sure the tradition will continue, mainstays remain. But I won't be there. Sad.
Survived long weekend only up a bit. Not bad for holiday start. Hope to stay on par through end of year. Not spend first part of next reclaiming ground already gained. Would be nice.
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Usually wait for a scale reading to be consistent across three days before posting it on here, but since tomorrow is Thanksgiving, I went ahead and noted that I hit 179 lbs this morning. Maybe the exercise is paying off scale wise, after all. And, as I found the measuring tape (turns out I was sleeping on it! During the move, I tucked it into an under bed box, which I opened looking for something else), I was able to add numerical evidence to my, uh, to what my pants were telling me. Down an inch or so here and there, says the tape, and as suspected, the number for the belly shrunk less than the number for the waist, so, hey, maybe I am fatter for having lost ten pounds since I last consulted the tape...which amuses me no end.
Messing around with the trackers, I see a way to track pushups and crunches, might have to add that to the mix...pushups are something I'm very bad at, although I've been messing around with doing some with feet elevated on the stability ball. Planks are something I'll play with, too, although an initial attempt went poorly. Oddly, I have no problem with the so called beginner version, with knees on the floor, and big problems with the big boy version. Think I need an extra joint somewhere down on my shins to give me an intermediate experience. Or maybe I'm just doing them wrong.
Thanksgiving day tomorrow, to be spent with friends from around the country who are also not getting home. Plus a German guy who keeps showing up. He and I have made it to the Wisconsin football game on the Saturday after Thanksgiving the last couple of years, and totally let our inner undergrads fly, but unfortunately, the Badgers are on the road this year. Rude of them, I must say. Think the plan is to hang out on Friday, with some of the same crowd, plus others who are away for Thursday but back Friday, so that should be a good time. But maybe I just won't weigh myself until *next* Thursday :)
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Spent the last half hour, 40 minutes rambling in this space, and apparently, because I used a less than sign and a greater than sign at one point of the ramble, the site interpreted it as html, and rejected it, and when I "click here to go back", I see a blank space. First time the site's eaten a blog post composed on a computer rather than on my phone.
Kind of sad, really, I'd been streaming my consciousness on a number of topics, laying a couple of bits of big news, and or confessions, and now it's all gone, vanished into the ether, and I'm not in a mood to resurrect the brilliance (or banality, if you will).
So here's the bullet pointed, cliff notes version, which you can be sure will be copied over onto microsoft word lest this window decide to reject my words once again.
- Getting an aural contact high from listening to some awesomely sludgy stoner rock (the album/song “Jerusalem” by the band Sleep. One 52 minutes song, or 63, depending on the version.
- Going to the gym a lot, since they have a 25 check in to a free t-shirt thing going on. 8 times this month, which is sad. I now live 8 miles away, and I don’t think I ever made it 8 times in the 36 months I lived less than 2 miles away.
- Working out more…and getting fatter. I use ellipticals, bikes, rowing machines regularly. Lower body stuff. Waistline shrinking, if you can trust what my pants are telling me (dunno where I put the measuring tape), and stomach not shrinking adds up to more bulging stomach.
- Weight pretty much stable. Blame it on a 50 cents a day Oreo habit. Only got one package, so that was limited to a 5 day binge. Not beating myself up, just reporting, mentioning for posterity for some future time when perhaps there will be less posterior.
- Foresee a whole heck of a lot of stress upcoming. Moving to Michigan, in a nutshell. Moving’s bad enough, doing so because I can’t get my crap together to land a job and I’m going broke, worse. So, yeah, stressssssss. One good point: more nephew time! Hope that destressor counteracts the fact…well, a whole lot of facts.
- Thanksgiving will be spent with people I’ve known a long time, and don’t spend nearly
enough time with. The host mentioned that it will be her last Thanksgiving in Madison…which I can relate to. Conversation should be interesting.
- The moving thing, first time I’ve mentioned it on here, but it’s something that I’ve resigned myself to a little bit ago. Still throwing random resumes out there, but it kind of feels like pissing into the wind. So I’ll start throwing random resumes in the direction of Ann Arbor, and see if I still get all wet. Suppose it’s probably best not to use the image that just popped to mind, that of an employer as a urinal. Don’t think they’d appreciate that! :)
- The fact of the moving (currently set for December 15), means I have 25 days to get to the gym 14 more times, which means I might have a cushion against the ravages of the holiday season. We shall see.
I’m sure there was more. I was in fine ramble mode, when I was so cruelly denied. Probably had three blog posts in one, and bits of another week’s worth of mental floss sticking out of that pile, too. But this is far easier to read, since punctuation was optional on that first attempt.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Got to the venue to see Conniption, a local band, playing already...at 7 pm, when I thought they were to play at 8. Eschewed whatever was left of the Black Dahlia Murder's set to watch those guys, as they're a fantastic band, hopefully slated for bigger things. Funny thing, I'd seen the Black Dahlia Murder play once before, when they were a local Detroit act foisted onto a bill they were unsuited for (in terms of musical style), when they opened for Symphony X and Blind Guardian in 2002. This was the second time I've been in a position to see them again, and just passed. That first impression wasn't... impressive.
The second band on the main bill, All that Remains, was also a band I'd caught before, and not been particularly impressed with. As I attended that show (in a small club in Madison) on a freshly sprained ankle, hobbling on crutches an hour after a softball injury, I'd wondered whether that impression was colored by pain. Tonight, I found the answer, and in a word, it's No. Once again, I was kind of bored by their presentation, more so than just not really being into their music.
That wasn't the case with the headliner, Dethklok. Now, I've seen bits and pieces of the Met apocalypse cartoon, but not enough to know any narrative or have a grasp of who even the main glcharacters were. Didn't matter, the music was backed by scenes from the show, including some with lyrics allowing even dethklok newbies to yell along. It did distract a bit from me watching the individual musicians I'd planned on watching, but no matter. The evening was a ggod time overall, and all the better for having been free. My friend Mike, who drove, waved away my offer of gas money by referring to the fact I'd procured the tickets, something that took all the effort of reaching out toward a guy offering free tickets and grabbing some. But hey, I wasn't complaining.
A good night, all told. Might have been even better better, had Robb Flynn's hernia not required immediate attention, forcing Machine Head off the your, but again, I'm not really complaining, it really was a swell evening.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
A tale from Monday: went to Popeye's for a bit of fried chicken. Got there and was seduced by the idea of crawfish instead, so I ordered that. It wasn't ready, so I grabbed a seat, chatting with the girl behind the counter. Didn't have any timeline on where I was going after, so played my turns in Words with Friends. Looked up on occasion to see the employees chatting it up. Finished playing the last game where it was my turn and went up to the counter, and was asked if I needed anything else. Told her I hadn't received my food yet. The kid had the decency to turn red, obviously mortified, but not flustered. Totally give her points for that. She offered a bit of chicken on the side, in addition to my order, and I accepted, lunch the next day, or that was the plan anyway.
One effect of this fast food double shot was that after I'd gone to my next destination, instead of heading home, I put in an unplanned stop at the gun. Might not have been the greatest idea, what with me verging on being sick (again!) (And I say verging because it seems limited to a head cold rather than full on ick, after all, I made it to the gym Sunday, Monday and Tuesday, which is sad in a way since there were entire months when I lived two miles away that I didn't make it to the gym three times, but I digress), but hey, I was feeling good, and I was in the (creatively defined) neighborhood, so I went.
The extra grub was consumed piecemeal over the entirety of the next day, a piece of chicken anchoring lunch, the side of red beans and rice adjoining dinner, and the apple pie annointing desert, of you'll excuse the grammatical mash I've made of this sentence.
And tonight, back to Milwaukee for more rock and roll, to watch a cartoon come to life. Going to see Dethklok, the band from the cartoon network show Metalocalypse. The album released under that name are fairly engaging death metal, but I'm excited to see drummer Gene Hoglan (the human atomic clock, for his precision) and guitarist Mike Keneally and bassist Bryan Bellar. The latter two both played with Frank Zappa and Steve Vai, and have a cool, quirky band together called Beer for Dolphins. Interested to see them turn the amps up to eleven and get their metal on.
Don't think I'll mix it up with the kids in the pits tonight, though. Spent last night wheezing and not sleep well. Don't need the added exertion. Doesn't guarantee I won't go for it though.
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