Morning weigh-in (Thursday): 185#, 13.5% BF
Morning weigh-in (Friday): 183.5#, 14.5% BF
Good workout in the gym yesterday, not spectacular but very satisfying; I felt like I really hit my target areas (uh, basically everything) hard, and I am starting to see improvement as well. I busted out my good old Cyclist's Training Bible the other day -- that's where this post's title comes from, an inspirational quote to start the chapter on periodization -- and I see that I am doing all the right things right now, to be on track for next summer. All except having fun -- I don't think you're supposed to do that while training, but I'm going on a fun ride tomorrow, too bad.
Home, where more laundry waited to be dried, so out to Which Brew for dinner but kept it reasonable: beer is usually my worst culprit for weight gain, but I only had one mug last night, and balanced it with a salad. Quiet night in there even if it was the Day of the Dead, just a few people at the bar, mostly bartenders on their night off. Nice people, but their conversation was much younger, and more female, than I could relate to (movies I've heard of but didn't bother to see, Madonna vs Debbie Gibson vs Paula Abdul etc), so I just hung out and ate with my mouth shut, so to speak.
Tonight is the towpath, then I have to make chili for tomorrow: it's Beth's 11th Annual Chili Ride and Cook-Off, and I am gunning for at least an honorable mention. Sunday is the bus trip to McSorley's.
Friday, November 03, 2006
Morning weigh-in (Thursday): 185#, 13.5% BF
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Morning weigh-in: 185#, 13% BF
Trick-or-Treat went from 6:00 to 8:00 last night, but I ran out of candy ($50 worth, and discounted, so I got even more for my money) before 7:00. Total madhouse, I never saw that many kids. It looked like a parade going by.
Laundry for the Trick-or-Treat time, Which Brew while it dried: chili and a Rogue Dead Guy for dinner. Many there were in costume again. Talk was of the big bus trip this Sunday, to McSorley's in NYC -- and of course I'm going, signed up and paid last week. The evening's TMI award went to Theresa for her graphic description of menopause, with Gary, glassy-eyed and green-about-the-gills, serving as her conversational foil. Good times...
Posted by Don at 11/01/2006 12:04:00 PM
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Morning weigh-in: 183#, 13% BF
Good night at yoga last night. I won't be at the Svaroopa class tonight -- Trick or Treat, $50 in candy might last me the two hours -- so I did the beginner Ashtanga class. For the first time it felt like an actual workout, actually got warm & sweaty at times, and I also felt like I "got it" on a lot of poses and movements, finally understood at least what I'm supposed to be doing in them. Getting there, making progress...
I hear you got another stigmata,
I hear you got another stig-maaaa-taaa...
"I hate Illinois Nazis:" For some reason this reminded me of riding in to work a few weeks ago, and getting behind some farm vehicle, a hay wagon with swastika bumper stickers. Behind it at a red light, before my morning coffee, it took me a minute for the fact of a swastika bumper sticker to penetrate my consciousness -- huh? WTF but sure enough, it said "New Jersey Nazi," and he had another one that said "I Believe In Private Property -- What do you believe in?"
Note to self: no fender-benders, no confrontations, this guy had the vibe that says "armed lunatic," but I couldn't help musing, "well, what do I believe in?" Oh, I don't know, maybe the essential evil of Nazism? O-or the stupidity of espousing propertarianism and a political philosophy with "socialism" in its name? (OK, in practice they're not that far apart. By the way, I'm wondering: are NJ farmers subsidized?)
Anyway, when the blacks and Jews come from Trenton for his
OK, rant over, but that reminded me of the asshole dad from Night of the Living Dead, which is today's featured article on Wikipedia. Hmmm, wonder why... Ruithidh an taigeis fhein le bruthaich -- oooh, fun size!
Posted by Don at 10/31/2006 11:52:00 AM
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Today was emergency trail maintenance at Sals, lucky break that daylight savings ended but it was stll hard to get up this morning. We had to build "choke points" on the trails to keep out ATV's, which means piling up rocks and logs to block the trail, leaving only enough room for a bike to be able to get through. The piles have to be pretty big or the ATV's can get over them, and they have to be made of fairly heavy rocks and logs or they'll get moved -- that translates into some fairly hard work. We brought bikes for afterward but no one rode, we were whooped.
Incredibly windy day, kind of scary watching the trees whip around, which got worse when Eric decided to cut down a few dead ones...
Posted by Don at 10/29/2006 06:48:00 PM