Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Up 3.4 pounds this week, not necessarily unexpected, especially as I haven't gone the healthy route on food this week. That'll come, as I settle into the routine, I do believe. The unexpected part? That I was able to weigh in at all (on Wednesday, as per blc dictates). See, when I was heading over to the local bar for trivia night (we won again, which I suppose we had to do for pride's sake, after winning on a regional level last Sunday) (for the record, we got a $20 gift cert (no $1000 giant cardboard check, but exciting anyway, and enough to pay for all our drinks had I not unthinkingly paid for my beer up front) and a t-shirt, which the team decided to give away (that made me a bit sad, as you know how I feel about ugly t-shirts)(not that I protested at all)), I stopped at the front desk of the hotel to ask if they'd ever though about putting a scale in the fitness room, since after all, the people who use the fitness room might well be the ones most interested in knowing their weight. He agreed that it was a good idea, and then got a thoughtful look on his face, and told me to hold on, as he went in the back. And then he comes out holding a scale...apparently, they have a lot of goodies in their lost and found!
So I didn't have to get naked in Walmart to weigh myself after all. The number on the scale isn't necessarily happy making, but given that it was taken at the end of the day, after beer and a steak sandwich, and fast food in the afternoon, the true damage is probably in the 1-2 lb range. Not great, nothing I'm sweating. Of course, that depends on whether I believe the scale, a tiny twitchy analog thing that can change its mind by a pound or two if you breathe hard while standing on it. But hey, I can still play along with the BLC thing, so I'm glad for that. And now I have something to shoot for in the last 4 weeks of that challenge - reachieving the 174 lb mark I'd set as an original goal for the 12 weeks.
I think I'll turn the scale in tomorrow morning when I check out, and then claim it again from the lost and found when I return on Sunday. I was already planning to stay at this place again (straight ten minute shot to work, great location with a ton of different dining options and a movie theater I didn't make it to this week within super easy walking distance, and a very comfortable bed. Add to that the fantastic customer service I just described, and I think I've found a home base for the length of this contract.
(The above was also posted to my blc team message board, but I thought it made for a good blog post, so I used it twice. Actually, same goes for the stuff below, which I posted to the message board this morning. And just for funsies, me with the giant cardboard check mentioned above.
So far, the work thing is slow. The wheels haven't grinded along far enough for me to get access to the system, so that makes it a bit difficult to, you know, do actual work. So I'm going back to the future, re-visiting training manuals that I used back in 2007 (well, updated to a more current version of the software, of course!), trying to remember all the things I used to know. Short term, the biggest challenge is to get to sleep at a decent hour. I was wide awake at 10:30 ish, hadn't exercised yet, and went down to the fitness room for an hour. Didn't quite wear me out, unfortunately, and that 5:15 alarm came quickly.
New short term goal: Climb the 4 flights of stair to my 5th floor office (76 steps, constructed by a decidedly non-superstitious builder, since the staircase segments are 13 steps then 6 steps) without feeling (slightly) out of breath. Doing that twice a day so far, so at least 152 steps a day (304 if you count 'em again on the way down!). If I could figure out where the staircase in the hotel was, maybe I'd use that, too, but I swear it's like the staircases in the Harry Potter movies, appearing in different places every day. Oooh, I did do a 5th flight of stairs this morning because I went down to the snacketeria (yes, it's really labeled like that on the signs) in the basement to grab some caffeine, and then climbed that flight (oddly, 13 and 7 steps, rather than 13 and 6) and then the usual 4 up to the 5th floor. You'd think I could probably find a scale somewhere in this building, which used to be a old rehab facility (my office has a bathroom in it - this used to be a patient room). But I suspect it might be buried under the pile of old equipment (like, broken down Jacuzzi-like tubs, massage tables, etc ) in the room I accidentally stumbled into when searching for the then-mythical snacketeria on my first day).
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
wanna move, do some semblance of exercise, but crashed in the ole hotel room and unlikely to move. wondring where my resistance band's at, pretty sure i brung one with, but ain't seen it since I got here. of course, I'm realizing that I overpacked, and so it might still be under the t shirts and stuff I didn't bother taking out. Problem is, need too much stuff for carry on size bag (what with necessary work clotches, and wanting to have gym shoes available). Hate paying the 25 bucks for a bad i mean bag (tonight's affectation: not using the backspace key at all, totally seeing how horribly i type.), but it lets me take a couple of neeeded items with me.
It doesn't hep the inertia that the tv in this hotel (which i didn't ever turn on on Sudnay night or any time Monday) has VH1 classic, and it was showig Beyond the Lighted Stage (Rush documentary) when I got here after dinner (5 cheese grilled cheese with bacon) and now i see a evolution of metal spisode on glam metal, hair metal, that stuff that was on the radio when I was starting to listen to music. I like the stuff, no gult or shame whatsoever. Interesting to see the doc maker follow up with some of the glam members and ask how their lives were in the 90s, after their star faded.
Now that I think of it, I'm almost at that point of Dave Mustaine's autobiography where Megadeth in entering the 90s, a relatively fallow time after Countdown to Extinction amd the Youthanasia album. Curious what he had to say about that. Maybe I'll take that book downstairs and mindlessly pedal on the exercise bike. I think I just convinced myself to freaking move.
A couple of faves from that era (even if Saigon Kick gets unfairly lumped in with the hair metal thing, if you ask me),
Skid Row: "Youth Gone Wild"
Saigon Kick: "All I want"
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
1) Think I just lost my 3 month blog a day streak. Even though, literally, I am scribbling this at 11:22 pm where I sit, I changed my SP setting to eastern time zone when I moved to Michigan, and as such, I'm sure it thinks it's already Tuesday in my world. Given the fact that I've spun the wheel for Tuesday, I know it does. I'm curious how the site would react if I were to reset my personal setting to the central time zone, both in terms of whether it'd grant me credit for a 3/11 blog post, and whether I might get to spin again, and do better than the measly 2 points I was awarded. As for the streak, it was bound to end at some point. At least I have good excuses, like "Lousy central time zone!", or "Stupid hotel, not setting their fitness room clock forward, making me think I had another hour after using it to shower, relax, etc. Of course, not realizing the clock was wrong also means I'm getting an hour (or some portion thereof) less sleep than I was planning on tonight.
2) The title, of course, refers to the last major mass murder of native Americans by the United States, the decimation of the remnants of a Lakota tribe in South Dakota in the dying days of 1890. I'm using it in a far far more frivolous manner, to describe how I scraped my knee by failing to push the seat of stationary bike I used tonight far enough away from the console. I also did 20 minutes on a treadmill, which, as ever, I hated. I thought I'd give it a try, on the basis that the last time I used one, it was before I started jogging, and after all, I just did a sub 10 minute mile last week, so surely I could handle the treadmill now? In short, no. I got the speed up to 5 mph, a 12 minute mile pace, or 1 minute per lap in the rec center track, a pace I consider relaxed when on the track. I couldn't hack it at that pace for any more than a minute on the treadmill. I slowed it down, and wogged a mile and change for the remainder of 20 minutes, and it just felt weird. Felt dizzy, again, after I stepped off the machine.
3) I'm happy enough with the fitness room in this hotel, a couple of elliptical, a couple of bikes, a trio of treadmills, full dumbbell set, and a stability ball and medicine ball rack, that's better than I expected. 24 hour availability means I can wander down at 9 or 10, just before getting ready for bed (although, I'm really failing at that latter task, listening to my friends' metal show streaming. I really miss the community radio station we had in Madison, and am glad it's programming is available over the internet). One quibble, the placement of the TVs in the angle room makes it difficult to watch anything unless using the treadmill. That said, Duck Dynasty did make that 20 minutes on the treadmill pass by more amusingly.
4) off to sleep with me. Hope this bandaid I put on my knee does its intended job, and keep these sheets from getting bloody!
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Wasn't a good day food wise, and it remains to be seen how much sleep I'll manage, but I've arrived in Chicagoland, and am ready for work to begin. Oh, and I got a picture with a giant cardboard check for a thousand bucks. Seems like my buddy who works here has been playing trivia at the bar down the street from the hotel we stay at, his team did well enough to get to some regional final thing in Rockford (about an hour away), some other people who play couldn't make it, and did I want to play in this thing? The answer was, ummm, ok? And so we went through the fog and rain (I wasn't driving, so I pretty much chilled out), and we won. On a tiebreaker. The question was "How many games were lost to the player strike in baseball in 1981?" We guessed 700, the answer was 713, and hey, I've earned some money before I even started work. And now to see if I can sleep quickly after that bit of excitement.
Saturday, March 09, 2013
Started rambling, and 12 minutes later, I shut up. Watch only if you're extremely bored, or need a cure for your insomnia.
As mentioned during the ramble:
Rush, "The Pass": http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VbBf0c-NaN4
Rush, "The Camera Eye": http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2LmIOg33oPo
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