Tuesday, January 08, 2013
Tonight's title brought to you by KMFDM. The second half of it, anyway.
The first bit refers to a quick pit stop made at the store between the gym and home to remedy an appalling lack of appealing junk food in the latter location. Perhaps it was to be expected that the proceeds of that pit stop found themselves disappearing down my gullet later on in the evening? Well, that's what they're there for, their value measured solely in noms. Well, their positive value, anyway.
Negative values were probably counteracted at the gym today, where I experienced pickleball for the first time. As far as a description, the video from the CBS early show from a couple of years ago does it justice with, "A combination of tennis, ping pong and badminton".
It's basically mini tennis played on a badminton sized court, so a lot less running, which is great for me. I used to play tennis, but haven't swung a racket in maybe 5 or more years. Also used to play a fair bit of table tennis, having grown up with a table in the basement, but again, I haven't played that in many years. So I went into it with a basic familiarity with racket sports. That said, the long non-participation has robbed me of any court sense, and the fact that the pickleball paddle is about half the length of a tennis racket, well, that led to a few hilarious whiffs early on.
While I wasn't very good, I wasn't horrible either, for the first time playing a sport. The competition (8-10 others, who apparently play pretty regularly) was mostly older, including one guy who I'd guess was in his mid 70s. Apparently, the game has appeal to older people for the tennis like gameplay within a smaller area. Not sure why that distinction needs to be made; I mean, after all, I like the less running part, too.
Though it does occupy a smaller space, that doesn't mean you can't get a good sweat going, as I certainly did. Playing 90 minutes, using muscles long dormant (lots of quick reflex action at the net, plenty of impromptu lunging and squatting to get to and dig balls over the net, etc), all that is a recipe for aches tomorrow. Probably didn't help that I rode the stationary bike, did some minimal strength (a few squats, lunges, and crunches), and shot a few basketball thereafter. I think I'll wait until a subsequent Tuesday to see if anyone shows up for the 7 AM ultimate frisbee session advertised on the gym corkboard.
Monday, January 07, 2013
Actually, sorry, my perversions are entirely of the non-communicable kind. You can't have them!
That phrase is from a Dream Theater song, and just occurred to me a couple of hours ago, while reading about a flapjackgina. Yes, you read that right. Blame it on the internet and comment threads. Or thank it for them (some of them, anyway) when it leads to a good laugh.
The phrase got stuck in my head and demanded to be used as a blog title, and it got its way. And now I'm curious how many people might have clicked on this blog only because of that title. Please do chime in, it's worth a spark point, if nothing else.
I did come up with an analogy for it, though you'll have to decide how apt. In this analogy, exercise is the happy disease, the wish for which spreads, ever contagious, amongst users of this site. Really, it's the model the website is built on, us egging each other on, challenging, motivating, et cetera. When we find that person or people that motivate us, their actions and words are, indeed, infectious, and if you'll excuse the extreme stretching of the analogy, do pervert us away from that previous sedentary or otherwise detrimental lifestyle.
So, yeah, sparkpeople as a site, or as individuals, are infectiously perverted. And that's a good thing in my book, not least for the barely suppressed smirk on my face as I typed out this entry.
Sunday, January 06, 2013
So apparently, if you join a challenge, you have to do...stuff. Why did no one tell me this before??? WAAAHHHHHHHH!
Kidding. Mostly. Anyway.
A little confused by lack of any 'official' word that I'm allowed to play, but whatever. I'm making up a few goals regardless. And will try to hit them by APril-ish, or whenever this thing ends, regardless.
So, with much further ado (after all, if I don't provide my own ado, who will?), my BLC 21 goals.
I'm hitting 175 before the end of this 12 week period. That's 7 lbs down from current, and as such, not an aggressive goal. But, having dropped 15 pounds over the course of last year, it's faster than I have been shedding (if you ignore the part when I keep going down 10 pounds, gaining 5 back, rinse and repeat).
I'm doing 20 minutes of something or another a day. Every day. Well, unless I get the flu. But in that case, you can probably claim 20 minutes of ab workout from the puking.
Again, not an aggressive goal, but I haven't managed to do 10 minutes consistently, so...it's a thing. A thing I'm going to do.
I'm doing 10 squats and 10 lunges a day. A low bar, but one I haven't tried to do. The lunges are not knee friendly, nor are the squats, and my knee is bugging right now. But it shall be done. Whether, or how much weight is involved, that remains to be seen. Now I have to figure out for real how to properly record strength training on SP, as I've just entered the time spent doing that sort of stuff as minutes of stretching/flexibility. To be sure, I did do a fair bit of stretching stuff with the stability ball, so it's not all inaccurate. Man, I should have entered that as a separate goal, that of learning how to use the tracker right. Exercising the brain, that counts, right?
I'll do more tracking of food. I think that might be a basic part of the challenge, but it's one I'll not do well on, as tracking is an annoying chore. Sure, it's all approximation, anyway, but...still, a chore.
Think that might do for the necessities. Pictures also taken for challenge purpose, but if I'm reading the rules right, it's legal to keep those for my own eyes only. Might post them eventually anyway. Can you tell I'm indecisive on this? Maybe?
And....going to the gym, wherein I'll see if the knee is just buggin' or a REAL ISSUE. Where are my robot joints already, McFly?
Editing to add measures
Re-editing with measures from a non-metal, flat laying tape measure.
Waist = 38, half inch down from November.
Hips = 40.5, same size
Thigh = 22.5, down a half inch
Upper Arm = 12, tough to measure, dunno if I hit the same spot.
Woops, didn't do chest. Will have to dig that tape back out tomorrow.
Saturday, January 05, 2013
It's like the toy kids play with, but with an additional sofa shaped accessory that can be plugged into the backside, don'tcha know?
Didn't make it to the gym today, but that's at least partly the fault of the gym, as it apparently closes at 6 PM on Saturday, as opposed to a 10 PM close every other day of the week. Did not realize that until about 3 PM. Since I was working on a job app, and was planning on not doing anything until I got that done, I had a tight deadline anyway. That was compounded by the site where I was trying to apply being a nightmare to navigate. Maybe it's my experience as a software tester, with a focus on usability, that made me loathe the site so much, but when the potential employer is a particular university, it would be nice if you could just type the name of that very university into your educational history, and not be told "Value not found". The field insisted that the name be entered exactly as it was found in their database, which is fair enough, except for the fact that there wasn't a consistent standard of how school names appeared in the database.
And so on and so forth. You know, how, after 15 minutes of entering details, which were already included in the uploaded resume, a phantom button press suddenly made it appear as though all that information disappeared? Yeah, that was fun. Finally did shoehorn all the details into the system, and force it to admit that the app was filed. I know I won't get this particular job, I'm applying way late in the cycle, and it's got the hallmarks of one of those that are posted with a candidate already in mind, just needing to satisfy state regulation. But I needed to get started with the process, and, as it turns out, get my basic info into the system. Hopefully the next app I throw into this particular employer is that much easier for having input my information.
I've finally rescued my dumbbells (although it sounds ludicrous to refer to 15 and 20 lb weights as such...feels like only 35 and higher poundage should be considered really dumb or something) and the 5 lb leg weights from the trunk of my car and whichever box I'd packed them in, so I will do some form of something tonight, while I watch football for the next 5 hours. Rooting for the Packers later. Lions fan though I am, 9 years of living in Wisconsin, where the Packers are a religion, that made me develop a tolerance for the green and gold.
Friday, January 04, 2013
No, wait, that's not right. More like, I'm the one that is occasionally paranoid about my knees. It all goes back to when I was a wee lad of 24, and I went to play basketball, and tried to change directions while running backwards on defense, and my knee, quite independently of the rest of my leg, decided that it would rather go the other way. Ended up as a torn ACL, suffered in March, 2000, with surgery to fix it in July of the same year. Really, it cost me two summers, as the knee didn't feel *solid* until fall of 2001.
It's been 13 years since that happened, and yet, every once in a while, I feel a twinge in the knee, and the mind flashes back. That's the case tonight, as a slight misstep while playing basketball yesterday, compounded by a slight slip on ice tonight is causing a slight, sharp pain in that knee. I use both adjectives deliberately, as the twinge is brief, and intense at the same time.
Of course, having said that, I also suspect that if I didn't mention it here, I would have forgotten about it by morning. After all, it has been a baker's dozen years since the fix was implemented, and the knee has behaved solidly during that time. I'm no more worried about it than any other joint in this corporeal frame of mine. But every once in a long while...you just can't help thinking, y'know?
I did go to the Michigan hockey game tonight, and I must admit I was amused at going to a Michigan home game, and seeing everyone stand and sing the opponent's fight song. But then again, the Wolverines were playing against the kids from the US National Team Development Program, which is base in Ann Arbor. The youngsters took down the Wolverines, 5-3, and it wasn't really that close. Michigan hasn't played well to date this season, and this result doesn't bode well for the second half of the season. Michigan's incredible streak of 22 straight trips to the NCAA tournament might be in serious jeopardy. It was, however, good to see injured defenseman Jon Merrill back on the ice. Having one of the top blueliners in the country back can't hurt.
Plans for Saturday include a trip to the gym, and a run to Blimpy Burger. Those should balance out nicely, I think!
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