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Friday, February 01, 2013

Abs are sore, as expected, but not really that bad, considering. In a way, it’s nice, proof of concept that abdominal muscles do exist, under that flab emoticon

Blog title isn’t due to any spectacular flameout on my part, but rather another BLC inspired thought. This weekend’s portion of that challenge has a bingo board of mini goals, some accomplished more easily than others. One of the easy ones is to post a GOYBAD (Get off your butt and dance) song to the team message board. As my tastes are usually not geared towards pop or dance music, I’ve been posting whatever comes to mind, and what came to mind last night was a song called the “Toxic Waltz,” by Exodus, off their Fabulous Disaster album. The waltz is a dance, right?

I got a bit derailed by what I was actually typing, though. I started saying that, as usual, what I’m posting is a bit off the wall, and…you guessed it…I ended up posting a Michael Jackson song instead.

And yes, this is a juxtaposition that is a possibility when I put the music on my computer in shuffle mode. I think my favorite switch in mood ever occurred when the computer jumped from a band called Rhapsody (which calls itself ‘Hollywood Metal’, a term that undersells how wonderfully cheesy those guys are) to Rachmaninoff, which narrowly beats the Yanni to Slayer switch encountered last week.

It's been a rather useless week, and I'm glad enough to have it end. Don't think the weekend will be any more utile, but it could be entertaining. I’ll watch the Super Bowl, I suppose, but I don’t really care about it this year. I’m far more interested in the #1 Michigan vs #3 Indiana college basketball showdown tomorrow. Hopefully, my alma mater’s first trip to the top of the rankings since 1992 extends past a single week!

And now, to get off my butt and eventually get to the gym.

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    Yanni to Slayer? Exodus to Michael Jackson? Too bad we don't still live in Troy; I'd have you come over and talk music with our teen!

Glad to have emoticon back!

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GARDENCHRIS 2/2/2013 9:01AM

    glad to see your still at it!

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SARAALINE 2/2/2013 8:41AM

    Yanni to Slayer? I bow to your superior music bipolarity. I thought Hanson to Rammstein was impressive.... emoticon

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CLPURNELL 2/1/2013 8:26PM

    Here is hoping for a entertaining weekend!

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1CRAZYDOG 2/1/2013 5:53PM

    Yup . . . pain in the abs provesthey're there!

Have a great weekend watching Michigan v. Indiana game and the superBowl.

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Thursday, January 31, 2013

Couple of random thoughts, just to keep alive this silly blog a day streak. I'm getting kind of bored with it, so it'll likely die a natural death soon, but that won't be tonight.

BLC TNT was a PITA, where the "a" stands for Abs. Downloaded a "Daily ab workout" app to my phone when I got it in October 2011. Tried it once, the 5 minute version, and only got about a minute into it before giving up the ghost. Tried it again, I think for the first time since that initial fiasco. I don't actually believe that my core is in any better shape, as I haven't done much in the way of strength training. I mean, after all, I asked for the definition of a "rep" today, whether it required, say, 1 left arm bicep curl and one right arm bicep curl to count as one repetition of a bicep curl. But I did manage to get through that 5 minute workout. Took me more like 15, my form on a couple of the variations (there were ten, including two different ones where the left elbow is supposed to touch the right knee, bicycle crunch or whatever, something my mind can't quite physically figure out, anyway) was probably high comedy, and I'm sure to be sure as crap tomorrow, as I'm sore already, but I did a good few crunchy thingies today.

It seems as though I may be well served in grabbing some smaller dumbbells. All I have is 1 15 pounder, and 1 20 pounder, so that's what I use, right arm 20, left arm 15. It limits however many repetitions I can do, as it might be a tad high (my arms have always been pathetic, my soccer playing legs were where it was it back in the days.) Need to go spelunking down in the basement to see if anything ancient and weighty down there lurks. Otherwise, I might have to go out and grab another 15 (so as to have balance while doing curls, it's really bizarre, even if my right arm is stronger than my left, to feel the different weights on either side), and maybe a tenner for trying out new moves with? I haven't a clue what I'm doing when it comes to ST, so it's kind of a work in pre-progress.

Anyway. No gym tonight, got to 8 pm, and mind went blecch. Trying to decide if I want to go play pickleball tomorrow, or just wait until Saturday to play that. Might be a "wake up, and see what my abs feel like" kind of decision.

This blog brought to you by Led Zeppelin, "Ramble On"

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CLPURNELL 2/1/2013 8:18PM

    Great job on the core exercises they are painful in the beginning!

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GARDENCHRIS 2/1/2013 7:12AM

    You not blogging everyday?!?!? not possible ..... what will we have to look forward to??? just because we don't post a reply does not me we don't look! LOLLOLLOL!

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KING_SLAYER 2/1/2013 3:14AM

    Is there anything worse than the dreaded "day after" trying out a new workout, or working muscles that have been dormant for many months (or years). Perhaps one could argue that indeed a broken femur is worse, but since I have never personally experienced a broken femur, I'm afraid that "day after" tops my list. If you are able to move and breath tomorrow without wincing in pain, I'd say go play pickle ball, whatever the hell that is! In my mind I see it as the North East version of dodge ball. Either way, it sounds like a game where a person has a decent chance of getting injured, so it's probably cool!

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WHOVIANGIRL23 2/1/2013 12:57AM

    LET'S GET READY TO RAMBLLLLLLEEEEEE! That's what popped into my head when I read this. And what the bloody hell is pickleball?

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KMM1123 2/1/2013 12:21AM

    Yea! A musical reference I'm actually familiar with! WooHoo! Those seem to be few and far between with you. Although I will dutifully click on the links provided and give them all a good 2 or 3 minute chance to impress me. Some are hits with me and some are misses but all of them slightly expand my musical world. And for that - I thank you.

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Hero or idiot, just depends on how you look at it

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Title from Echolyn - “Settled Land”

I set some very modest goals for this BLC 21 challenge. In my post from January 6, just 23 days ago, I said that over the next 12-13 weeks, I'd get the weight down to 175, that I'd do 20 minutes a day of exercise, and that I'd do 10 squats and 10 lunges a day. Well, I'm not doing so hot at reaching those goals. The lunges, especially, are faltering, as I might do them twice a week. The squats, they occur more frequently, but it's not a daily occurrence. And while I'm getting exercise regularly, I've taken the last two Wednesdays completely off, failing to do a lick of exercise on the 16th or 23rd. That fact will probably force my brain to move my feet at some point today. Not sure in what direction, or in what motion.

But...there's a big but here. Two weeks into the official portion of challenge, I'm seriously challenging the goal weight I set in the first week of January. It won't happen tomorrow, I might not get there next week, but at the current pace, I’ll get to the 12 week goal in about four weeks. Of course, that doesn’t mean that the current pace will continue, nor that I won’t bounce in the wrong direction, as I have a habit of doing. But it means that there’s an off chance that I might be doing something right, even as I biff on what I’d intended to do.

Not sure whether to be heartened or annoyed by this dichotomy, so I’ll go with the first option. Plenty enough to be annoyed with otherwise.

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EMMAEKAY 1/30/2013 9:04PM

    You know what worked for me? Try to correlate exercise with other activities in your routine. Try doing 5 squats before brushing your teeth in the morning, then 5 lunges after. Do that same thing at night before bed. Doesn't have to be brushing your teeth, either - anything you do every day. I do squats while waiting for my lunch to heat up in the microwave at work.

Either way, keep moving forward. As long as you TRY to reach your goals, you're doing something right. You're only failing if you're not trying. :D

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1CRAZYDOG 1/30/2013 8:58PM

    Just keep moving ahead. Progress is progress. Adjust goals as you need to. Some days I feel like the stars and planets have to be in the exact right alignment @ the exact right time for the brain and feet to engage @ the same time! Other days it's not so bad. Go figure.

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CLPURNELL 1/30/2013 8:55PM

    Awesome job being above pace!!! Be proud of it!

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KING_SLAYER 1/30/2013 7:05PM

    Try doing the lunges as soon as you get out of bed in the morning and doing the squats right before you climb into bed at night. Shouldn't take more than a few minutes all together. Or try them during commercial breaks if you watch tv in the evening. You will only do them if it's important to you to do them.

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ain't no poet, I

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

thunder and lightning galore
wet shoes are no fun

Yeah, that's all I've got for poetry.

Hit the library today and grabbed some books to read. "I love you Beth Cooper" was one, partly because the title sounded like something that I thought they made a movie out of a while back, and because 5 lines into the book, 4 people may have died, and I was laughing out loud. Turns out it is a movie, as per the google. Given the 14% rating for the movie on Rotten Tomatoes, here's hoping the book is a lot better than what people thought of the movie. The other book was from the guy who went undercover into the mafia as Donnie Brasco, a tale that I knew did get made into a movie, since, well, I've seen the flick.

Caught a massive downpour on the way back from the library, en route to the gym, and was fortunate to watch where I stepped on the way out of my car. The spot where I'd normally step to get out of the car was a spot a new river had chosen to flow. Fortunately, that particular temporary body of water was a narrow affair, affording me plenty of room to step safely around it. I went into the gym with a thought that I'd run a bit, since it had been a week since I'd wogged. It didn't happen, as I ended up playing pickleball for a couple of hours, and tweaked a knee near the end of that time. Bit annoying how very inconsistent I am, but then again, having played all of 6 times, perhaps I should give myself a bit of time?

Now, when I say I haven't wogged at all in a week, that's technically true, but yesterday, I did manage to run a half mile at a stretch, and I did it in 4:46, a very surprising figure. Of course, it took me about ten minutes to fully catch my breath thereafter. That said, I think I could have pulled off another couple of laps (another 1/3rd mile) at or near that clip. Tonight, I saw an ad on line for a local 5k, and I actually considered it for a few seconds. Not anywhere near there yet, but...

On the way out of the gym, I went back to where I'd parked. Though it was pretty raining at a decent clip, the the river had abated somewhat. Unfortunately, my driver's side door has a busted lock, such that in order to open it when it is locked, I need to go to the passenger side door, unlock that, reach over and unlock my driver's side door, and then wander back to the driver's side to open the door. Guess where that river led? Not only did it flow exactly where you're thinking, it had formed a lake on the passenger side of my vehicle. Let's just say this wasn't a narrow, easily fordable lake. A couple steps in, a couple steps out, and the result was a soaked sneaker. But just one; the left shoe, no more than inches away the whole time, miraculously remained dry.

Hoping that sucker dries by tomorrow, as I think I owe myself a few laps.

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CLPURNELL 1/30/2013 6:29PM

    Soaked shoes are no fun! Good job on the half mile. that is pretty speedy!

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1CRAZYDOG 1/30/2013 9:58AM

    Had rain too. UGH Today . . . much colder, 3-5 in. snow and tomorrow, back to the Tundra with a high of eight degrees. Oh well. It's winter.

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KING_SLAYER 1/30/2013 2:59AM

    I absolutely hate getting a soaked shoe, so I feel for you on that! Here's to hoping that the knee feels much better come morning time and that the shoe is completely dry. Hate to see you miss your opportunity to run a few laps on the morrow.

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If pants fall in a grocery store, and no one sees it, is it still a NSV?

Monday, January 28, 2013

Short answer: heck yeah it is. Funny thing, it took me a while to recognize it as such, and then only after reading about Emma’s (emmaekay) Zumba adventures. She mentioned needing to Macgyver herself a new belt, and I thought about a time, long ago, when…well, let’s just set the scene, shall we?

Once upon a time, and a very good time it was, a moocow…wait, wrong story…it was a light and refreshing morning when our hero (me!) went to the gym. I remember it like it was yesterday, even though it was Saturday, a whole TWO days ago. I was wearing a well loved pair of sweatpants, so loved that I’d failed to replace the drawstring, which had fallen to the ravages of a washing machine a few months before. Owing perhaps to the shorts worn under the sweats, perhaps due to leaving my wallet in the car, no mishap occurred on the way to the gym. Afterwards, however, afterwards was a slightly different story. Unencumbered by gym shorts removed due to an incident with a water bottle’s wayward cap, and burdened by a wallet and phone in addition to the jingle jangle of my keys, the sweats had a looming date with gravity.

And this encounter would take place, not in the privacy of a vehicle, or within the safe walls of my domicile, but rather in public, at a grocery store. For, you see, I had need of a few sundry items. Of which sun dried raisins were one. In order to procure these items, I ventured directly from the gymnasium to the nearest Kroger store. As I set foot within its hallowed and marshmallowed halls (on sale for 99 cents!) I noticed the weight of the wallet, sadly a weight born not of monetary heft, tugging upon the elastic waistband, dragging it groundward.

It was, then, an entirely good thing that I only had need of those three or four items. It was less of a good thing that those items were widely spaced through the store, and I didn’t know where one of them was located, such that I had to wander a bit until finding a kindly aproned one who could guide my steps. For at each step, the waistband fell a few millimeters. After a dozen or so steps, millimeters were measured in inches. By the time I got to the end of an aisle, I had both hands in my coat pockets, trying to discretely return said waistband to its former heights. The discretionary movements weren’t always so elegantly performed; on occasion, direct action was required, with hopes that no one was looking.

Usually, people walk around with guts sucked in, a pretense at health. That day, the opposite applied, as the belly was pushed out in an effort to make the sweatpants behave.
Those ten minutes inside that grocery store were a hilarious torture. I felt grimy from the exercise, and grungy in those sweats, constantly wondering if anyone was looking at me, and internally laughing my butt off about the absurdity of the situation. I shouldn’t have worried at all, really, as it was a Saturday morning, and I was hardly the only one in sweats, hardly the only one looking as if they were dashing in for a quick pickup, uncaring about what the world thought of them. But hey, when your pants are falling down, you kinda can’t help but freak a bit, y’know?

But in retrospect…that’s a solid nsv right there, since these sweats didn’t previously have this problem. That offending waistband used to stay put, without necessitating hitching up. I’m not sure exactly where the pants misbehaved, as the tape measure professes no major differences below the belt since July. But, I’ll take it, and gladly so.

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KJDINSC 1/31/2013 9:13AM

    Partha, you crack me up!

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JR0124 1/29/2013 8:15AM

    I have accidentally flashed my neighbors carrying in groceries once but my hands were full and I couldn't stop so I just hopped in the door. Then I collapsed in giggles....

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NEW-CAZ 1/29/2013 3:02AM

Brilliant post. Gonna share this one!

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BLONDE2B 1/28/2013 10:51PM

    Love it! What a great NSV and what a great story! Are you sure you shouldn't be applying for jobs in writing?

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PRIZM96 1/28/2013 9:29PM

    emoticon Pants on the ground! Pants on the ground! Lookin' like a fool with your pants on the ground! emoticon

Except you're no fool in my book! What an awesome NSV! Great job!

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MARYJEANSL 1/28/2013 9:26PM

  Chuckle! I had a skirt do that once - at church. I walked around with one hand clutching the waistband to keep it on, in particular since it was a tad long, and I was at constant risk of stepping on the hem, which would have...well you get the picture.

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KING_SLAYER 1/28/2013 9:16PM

    You should have just let them go and kept wandering like you had no idea your pants were on the floor. If someone pointed it out to you, you could have just said "they do this sometimes", and kept on shopping! Grats on the pants falling down, has to be a good sign!

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CURTIOSITY 1/28/2013 9:14PM

    Ha! Thanks for the Wayback trip to UNC philosophy 101 as well as for the straight skinny on you trip to Krogers.

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STILLWATERSSB 1/28/2013 9:11PM

    LOL That was great! That happened to my stepdad once when he had lost weight. His pants fell down around his ankles in the midst of the grocery store and I had to pretend I wasn't with him!

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JULESJET 1/28/2013 9:04PM

    Haha! That is an absolute NSV for you!
And a very funny story, too!

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KANDOLAKER 1/28/2013 9:03PM

    LOL - great blog. Thanks for sharing. Needed a chuckle tonight. Here's to many more NSV for you!!

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ANDY_54 1/28/2013 8:10PM

    LOL--How's that song go? Pants on the floor! Pants on the floor! (obscure American Idol reference). emoticon

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KMM1123 1/28/2013 7:38PM

    Bwahahahahahaha! Thanks so much for sharing!

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SEXBOBOMB 1/28/2013 6:17PM

    LOL -- pants down on Aisle 7!
Congrats on your svelter self!

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KRISTA-GIRL 1/28/2013 5:58PM

    AWESOME blog and AWESOME nsv!! Way to go. :-)

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LEXIE63 1/28/2013 5:43PM

    Oh boy! I'm in danger of that with my jeans. LOLOL
And of course it counts as a nsv!
How could it not?

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MISTY_MOUNTAINS 1/28/2013 4:24PM

    This is the most delightfully hilarious thing I've read all day!! Thanks for sharing your misfortune... haha. It's a painful thing to let the old comfy sweats go, but now I think it might be imperative.

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EJRANVILLE 1/28/2013 4:23PM

    Where do you shop? Just want to be on the lookout ;)

Hey, NSVs are the best.

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EMMAEKAY 1/28/2013 4:15PM

    Oh man, that is probably the greatest NSV in the history of Spark. I thought my pantsadventure was hysterical, but this was excellent. I can totally imagine you furtively looking around, trying to hitch up your pants.

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DONNATINWV 1/28/2013 4:10PM

    You are a funny guy!! I haven't laughed this hard in a while! Thanks, I needed this.

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LAURAAT 1/28/2013 4:02PM

    Oh, how you made me laugh! I love your blog...and what an awesome, aweosme NSV!!! Sorry to see those old sweats go, all broken in and comfy to perfection. But at the same time, what a good feeling to be able to pick out a new, smaller pair! emoticon

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ROBERTSONHLA 1/28/2013 3:53PM

  emoticon I am laughing with you, I promise!

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WHOVIANGIRL23 1/28/2013 3:52PM

    Laughed so hard I actually started coughing.

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