Sunday, January 22, 2012
So, the other day, Giantmicrobe (imagine I know how to make links and this is a link to her page) made a blog about beating the ice to enable a workout, and I commented about how I was thinking of doing something ice related myself. Having said so publicly, I decided to go ahead and do it. It being venturing out in 35 degree temps, and playing ultimate frisbee outdoors. For two hours. On a lake.
Lake Monona, to be exact, one of Madison's beautiful bodies of water, now frozen over, and, I guess, just another city park!
Running on ice does have its drawback, like the occasional wipeout, so I'll be using yet more ice to try and soothe a couple of spots, like where I fell and landed on where my keys were in my pocket. But otherwise, that was a really fun time.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Worse, actually, when stuff doesn't work, and you're not able to work, which means the next three days will be worse off. But whatchugonnadoo? Apparently, my answer was go to the gym and go to a game night, always scheduled, but one I haven't made it to in a bit. And I'm glad I did, as I got to find out the hosts are getting married. Kind of a logical conclusion to their relationship, but I hadn't heard the news, and so I got to be glad for them. Happy friends equals a happy Partha.
Had a good dose of that on Friday night, too. Even though the work deadline pressures were there all day, I had a potential outlet getting me through the day, the thought that I might wander across Madison to a food pantry that I volunteer at occasionally. I don't make it out there nearly often enough, and frankly, I never feel like I do all that much when I'm there, but it does feel good. Honestly, it's one of my favorite places in Madison, and I'm rather fond of Andy and Jenny Czerkas, the founders of the pantry. Andy was recently honored by AARP Magazine, as a Hunger Hero, from a national competition, as per
Midday Friday, I was wavering a bit on whether to go, wondering if I wouldn't be better off just working into the evening, when a friend at work, a person who I was previously aware of as being interested in volunteer work, and someone I'd previously mentioned the pantry to, asked if I was going out there that evening. So I did, taking her along. And at the end of the session there, I was glad I'd gone, as is usually the case. But I was much happier for my friend's reaction, because she'd really enjoyed going out there, and interacting with the people there. She speaks Spanish, and that came in handy with some of the pantry's customers (as well as ingratiating her to the other folks distributing the meat/eggs/dairy that evening).
Seeing my friend so excited about the experience, asking when we can go back out there, yeah, that made me happy. Definitely provided impetus to help me get through what otherwise would have been a blah weekend at work.
Funny thing...I'd decided not to eat the meal provided at the pantry, as I had a bunch of things left over from the multiple (!) things I cooked (!) last week. On the way back, we passed through the campus area, and stopped for a drink at one of my other favorite places in Madison, the Library Bar. By the time I got home, leftovers didn't seem all that appetizing, and I ended up just eating pudding and drinking Gatorade.
I suppose beer and pudding and gatorade doesn't a healthy, nor nutritious dinner make, but the scale Saturday morning showed a number I hadn't seen since (probably) February 2010, so... :)
Saturday, January 14, 2012
So, in the land of random thoughts that I MIGHT have shared, had sleep not intruded on previous nights.
On Thursday night, I had the thought that though it feels like cheating, there's something kind of fun about weighing yourself just after a good bout of exercise, and seeing that number, however illusory it might be, lower than what you might have spied earlier that day or earlier that week.
Friday, I had the thought that it's absolutely precious to have someone around who you can feel safe in spilling out a few thoughts that otherwise stay generally bottled up.
Saturday, I had the thought...wait, today is Saturday...Saturday, I'm thinking it stinks being at work on a Saturday (for a job that doesn't usually demand it)...silly deadlines...so I'm taking a break to share such thoughts. And on Sunday, I might have a repeat of such a thought as on Saturday, and will have to come up with other thinks to share.
Sunday, January 08, 2012
Ok, so maybe it doesn't calculate how many calories I might have burned, but it's far better as far as being simple to use, and just allowing me to say, yes, this is how much I've done, as opposed to making a chore out of figuring out which particular wii game - actually, no, specific exercise within a wii game - that I may have played, and then repeat the process for each specific exercise I might have dabbled in. Now, I can just say, played with my wii for a half hour, and boom, spark minutes on the board.
Has that 'quick' fitness tracker always been there, or have I just not noticed it all along? I mean, any weight loss the first three months I've been perusing this site has been as a result of paying attention to food, not because I've begun legitimately exercising, a fact that gives me hope for further reductions, should I ever manage to do so.
That said, the spark minutes I've logged are far less than I've actually done (as is the case with caloric intake), because I felt it a pain in the ass to log those minutes. So this works as being better for me. That said, I still don't know how to interpret how whatever exercise I've done translates into real fitness minutes. For example, Saturday night, I went to watch the Detroit Lions' first foray into the playoff in 12 years (a disaster in the second half, enough said) with friends, and then spent the hours between 10 PM and 1 AM playing various games intermittently on their XBox Kinect system. I logged 30 minutes of activity, but I was probably active on there for half the time, but as it's a game, it didn't feel necessarily like an hour plus of exercise. Despite that, I can feel my arms complaining from the quarterback challenge portion of a football game, and the various swipes, stabs and slashes required to be a decent Fruit Ninja (fun game!). I WILL be sore tomorrow, I already know this, but how does that translate into fitness minutes for tracking purposes?
Suppose that's a translation I've got to figure out, since I'm certainly planning on becoming more active in the coming months. Let's see how that turns out.
Saturday, January 07, 2012
Guess I knew that each new blog post was available for perusal to all SP members for a limited time if they happened to click on the new blog post links on the front page, but other than that, I thought what I'd been scribbling was limited to just the groups I'd actually been interacting with. That theory falls apart at very simple scrutiny, as those I've interacted with most don't live anywhere near Madison. But, there you have it, unless there's reason to actually explore your beliefs, you tend to stick with what you think you know. Explains quite a bit about politics, but let's not go there, shall we? :)
Anyway, I'm noshing after midnight, musing on how there ought to be laws governing when you're allowed to go to the grocery store. Such as, no grocery shopping when you're hungry. Or, no grocery shopping after midnight. There are situation, such as these, when the will power is left in the car, and everything looks good, or at the very least, justifiable. Like, one box of cheez its for $4, but 8 keebler and sunshine products for $16? That's like, half price and stuff! So, two random new cracker products, a couple different cheez it flavors and oh, hey, Keebler, gotta have the cookies, since the elves worked so hard to make them. Granted, this haul will last me months (like the 8 boxes of ready oatmeal bought months ago, of which I've consumed one and change), but it wasn't really necessary, and it came about as a result of hitting the store in a vulnerable state. I was HUNGRY!
Wasn't the greatest day, food wise, as I did a fish fry (is that just a Wisconsin/upper Midwest thing? I'm from Michigan, and I wasn't really aware of any such practice before coming out to Madison. Did I just miss out all the years prior?) with some of my closest friends in the area. Good times were had, the cod (cods? What the plural of cod, anyway?) did not die in vain. An enjoyable night, all told, with an amusing error, wherein I gave the bartender a 50% tip - grabbed a round of drinks, totaling $12, change came back as a $5 and three $1 bills. Intending to tip $2, I retained two of the bills for myself, and left the other two on the counter. Wasn't until an hour later I realize that I only had $2 cash left from that transaction. Oh well, as busy as the bar area of the supper club was, the guy was earning whatever tips he was getting.
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