Told Alexa to play an album by Queensryche, and it chose Empire, which begins with the blog titular cut.
Now titular is a word that I may or may not have chosen on my own, what with it being a word I like, but perhaps wouldn't have thought of in this context, save for the fact that I just saw someone use it on twitter, to describe a book titled, “The Best of Bacon, written by the titular John U”, to which the author (whose name is John U Bacon) replied, “It helps when people actually know what "titular" means. Should serve as a good weed-out.” And I was amused.
Anyway, that song is about a victim of gun violence, paralyzed, and pledging to bridge that gap between the “man in the chair and the man that's in my dream”. Now, I don't have anything resembling that particular challenge, I have full use of both legs, the arms are working mostly well, and yet....I'm not doing the best I can. I mean, I'm just now getting back into going to the gym. Sure, I had excuses along the way, this injury or that hernia slowing me up, but...there was plenty of opportunity between those events/incidents to do something better on my behalf. No one to blame, really, but myself, for the condition I find myself in, for the weight I find myself carrying around. The thought extends beyond physical condition, or lack thereof, too. But I'll save that self-flagellation for another time.
Must do better, on both accounts.
Yesterday's Intelligent Fitness Design class turned out to be interesting. Only 4 people showed up, so it was relatively personal. As expected, there was some total body elements, light strength training, some core exercises, and then, between sets, a word search, for the brain portion of the proceedings. The trick was, you only got 45 seconds to do the searching, so after the obvious words were found, there was a bit of a search optimization challenge, trying to figure out where specific words might be hidden rather than scanning the entire puzzle globally, because you had a clock limiting how long you could look before the next set of plyometric jumps, or stability ball chest presses. I didn't do so good on the word search, just haven't done any in forever, so I was just flailing, looking for words that ended up being upside down, diagonal and backwards in a woefully straightforward manner. The physical part also left me sore today, so, that's a good thing.