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Archive for August 6th, 2018

The end of day ten and the start of day eleven…
Morning weight:  358lbs.  We went to bed late last night, so I ended up with a bit of a disrupted sleep.  Consequence:  tired and sleepy all day.  This is what happens when life gets in the way…
I wanted to start working out a bit today, but I was just too tired.  I ended up trying to do a bit of maintenance on our front door.  That tuckered me out instead of a workout.  For some reason the door’s started scraping the bottom against the floor runner.  I popped the door off and shaved it a bit with my hand plane.  It works better, but it’s still not right.  The problem is that it is a right pain to put the door back on the hinges to test.  The result was I’ll have to do a bit more shaving tomorrow when I have a better attitude.  (LOL)
My hour in the pool was better than usual.  I’ve been trying to add in a hip twist to my treading water, but I haven’t been able to get the coordination right.  Today it kind of just clicked and I was able to do it.  The sensation is a mix between doing a crunch and a crossover knee kick.  I managed to do two sets of 50 and one of 100.  The only issue is that occasionally it seems to tweak my side / back.  All in all though, it feels like a very good waist tightening exercise.  I’ve got a bit of a streak going on my pool work.  I’ve gone four days on the run now.  I’ve been averaging 3-4 times a week since the start of June.  I’m sure life will get in the way soon.  It usually does when I start these exercise streaks.  (LOL)
All out of my veggie juice…  I have to make a fresh batch tomorrow.  I’ll drink it even if I don’t continue the juice fasting.  Day to day…  As I learned in Saudi:  “Slowly.  Slowly…”
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On This Day In:
2017 Could You Repeat The Question?
2016 Still Busy?
2015 Why, Just This Morning…
2014 Just Kindness
2013 Now Shaking
2012 Absurdity, n.
2011 Minor Changes
Things I’ve Learned From Life – Nana Carter
Acting Out

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We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread.  They may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms — to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.
  —  Viktor Frankl
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On This Day In:
2017 Could You Repeat The Question?
2016 Still Busy?
2015 Why, Just This Morning…
2014 Just Kindness
2013 Now Shaking
2012 Absurdity, n.
2011 Minor Changes
Things I’ve Learned From Life – Nana Carter
Acting Out

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