today I:
-ate eggs w onions and peppers (my fave)
-deposited dolla dolla billz in the bank
-did 3 rounds of squats, clean and jerks, deadlifts, and triceps dips at the gym
-did a short burst on the elliptical
-walked ~4 miles in the waning sunlight
-got a manicure, pedicure, and my eyebrows threaded
-bought 2 bottles of wine (Bully Hill, from the Fingerlakes! in Queens!)
-ate the best coconut organic frozen yogurt I’ve ever had (I went all the way to Williamsburg by myself just to get it)
-put in some laundry
-took out the recyclables
now, going to clean a little more … hope that this rain cools everything down a touch … fold some laundry … and perhaps do a little bicycling if the mood strikes before starting dinner, while I wait for Kira to come home and get me.
The below conversation really only makes sense if you know:
She’s reading “Practical Welding” and I’m reading a book of modernized fairy-tales.
Could there be two more different minds?
Full body workout yesterday with Crystal. Not as scary as I thought.
Did 3 sets of:
Squats (with just the bar, so we figured 15lbs) - 10 reps
Clean and Jerks - 8-10 reps
Deadlifts (35 lbs) - 10 reps
Tricep Dips - 8 reps
Feelin it today, let me tell you what. Enjoyed it very much, though. Will incorporate that into my weekly routine. Now I know how to use actual gym equipment, also. Will incorporate that into my typical routine also.
Followed it up with a delicious protein shake, romping in Williamsburg, and outdoor drinking.
LOVELY SATURDAY, LET ME TELL YOU WHAT.
Then went to the NYC tattoo convention … definitely not my cup of tea. I don’t think it’s okay that they allow alcohol at the convention, but I think I may be the only one with that opinion. I may also be tainted by the obnoxiously drunken acquaintances we ran into, and ended up trying to desperately avoid. Ugh. It is not cute or funny or endearing to be that drunk. Sorry.
ANYWAY.
Full body workout. Good.
Finished reading What I Talk About When I Talk About Running by Haruki Murakami.
Loved it. Need to read more by him. Up until now, I’ve been avoiding his books for some reason.
And it gave me a good little boost of confidence/inspiration. Did sprints yesterday.
Day 3, success.
Today, I unintentionally napped for 2.5 hours when I got home from work. Crash city. So, it was a rest day. Walked 1.5 miles at a pretty good pace, though. 18 minutes isn’t bad - it’s not great, but it’s not bad.
I’ll get there.
Tomorrow, going to get a little training from a real good friend, a real chum, a real pal. She knows her stuff. I might die. Barbells and heavier weight than I’m used to. But, gotta learn this shit sometime, right?
