50 minutes on the treadmill, 3.8 miles, 4.6, 100/70.
Heroes was amazing as always. At first blush, this series could be one that has only one good season in them. The storyline is such that once they succeed at actually saving NY, you have to ask yourself, "What's the show possibly going to be about afterwards?"
Well, tonight's show confidently proves they've got some seriously good writers who definitely have to have more than one good season-long storyline in them.
Only three more episodes left this season.
I'll miss it when it is gone, as I always do. But in it's place I'll have summer, and summer's on more than just an hour on Monday nights.
On another note, I DID sign up on Facebook. If I know you (or even if I don't and you actually give enough of a shit to read this regularly) send me a friend request!
Monday, April 30, 2007
Day 120 - Post Weigh-in Day!
158.5 on the scale. 70 minutes of walking on the path, dunno how far, dunno how fast, 100/70.
I got the top bunk finished in the treehouse last night. Well, all but the rail so you don't fall off, only because I was completely out of long 2x4s. I had a dull blade on the circular saw so there's one extremely bad cut on the base that I'm gonna have to do some finishing work to address, but I got up there as did both boys and it is sturdy and stable and pretty nifty ifIdosaysomyself.
I had a good evening too. Yesterday would rank as one of the top days of the year in my book. Nothing momentous or anything, just a splendid coming-together of conditions and freedom and lack of worry and productivity.
I credit Pooh. Enough that I ordered the Tao Te Ching yesterday anyway.
So, I dunno if I'm willing to let go of the goal yet. I dunno that I'll hit it this week, but I don't necessarily think I'd be too skinny. I most certainly believe there's a point at which that would be true, but I've seen myself in the mirror naked (which is more than I can say for most of you!) and I'm not too skinny now, nor do I think 3 more pounds would get me there.
So, I'm gonna put in a little extra effort this week to try to hit it. I can't be setting realistic, achievable goals for myself and then let myself off the hook. Bad precedence. Bad example.
Bad juju.
I got the top bunk finished in the treehouse last night. Well, all but the rail so you don't fall off, only because I was completely out of long 2x4s. I had a dull blade on the circular saw so there's one extremely bad cut on the base that I'm gonna have to do some finishing work to address, but I got up there as did both boys and it is sturdy and stable and pretty nifty ifIdosaysomyself.
I had a good evening too. Yesterday would rank as one of the top days of the year in my book. Nothing momentous or anything, just a splendid coming-together of conditions and freedom and lack of worry and productivity.
I credit Pooh. Enough that I ordered the Tao Te Ching yesterday anyway.
So, I dunno if I'm willing to let go of the goal yet. I dunno that I'll hit it this week, but I don't necessarily think I'd be too skinny. I most certainly believe there's a point at which that would be true, but I've seen myself in the mirror naked (which is more than I can say for most of you!) and I'm not too skinny now, nor do I think 3 more pounds would get me there.
So, I'm gonna put in a little extra effort this week to try to hit it. I can't be setting realistic, achievable goals for myself and then let myself off the hook. Bad precedence. Bad example.
Bad juju.
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Day 119 - Weigh-in Day!
Truth be told, I don't know what to put down for an "official" weight today. I got too wrapped up in the day to remember to weigh myself until mid-day (like just now) and that's never the same. I will say that it said 160.0, but that's not unusual, and is actually light for this time of day in past experience.
I'm going to take tomorrow's weight taken at the same time as usual and count that as today's weigh-in.
My game. I can break the rules, right?
Speaking of rules, I am losing faith that I'll actually hit 155 by May 5th. Considering the HamJam and where I'm at right now, it just isn't looking possible. That's a bit saddening.
Maybe I should appeal to the board and extend the deadline a week. I've been hearing from a number of my employees and otherwise that maybe my body is telling me I'm where I'm supposed to be, and I should stop. ...that if I lost another 3-5 pounds I might look too skinny.
I dunno.
Whether or not I actually hit it, I've accomplished something good. It is just that the freakin' stake in the ground is what kept me motivated to do it in the first place, so to then not hit it seems like a downer.
Your thoughts would be appreciated.
In other news, it is only 2:00 and already we've had a full day. I worked with Cory this morning on his homework again, then took a long walk while he finished it, about 5 or 6 miles which was nice.
Then when I got back, I hitched up the boat and we embarked upon this season's maiden voyage of the S.S. Forest (I guess that's what we named it last year, I forgot!). We were out on the lake for a couple of hours doing a lot of joy riding and a little fishing, then trailered it back up and dropped Cory off at a friend's for an afternoon of swimming fun.
I'm eating lunch, and Jo's getting ready to head out to some at-home party thing (not sure for what) so it is just Cole and I left for the afternoon. I'll be working on the top bunk for the rest of the afternoon, or until I putter out.
It is safe to say, I've lived today to its fullest already.
I think we'll grill some burgers (turkey for me, thank you) for supper, and then see what the evening has in store!
I'm going to take tomorrow's weight taken at the same time as usual and count that as today's weigh-in.
My game. I can break the rules, right?
Speaking of rules, I am losing faith that I'll actually hit 155 by May 5th. Considering the HamJam and where I'm at right now, it just isn't looking possible. That's a bit saddening.
Maybe I should appeal to the board and extend the deadline a week. I've been hearing from a number of my employees and otherwise that maybe my body is telling me I'm where I'm supposed to be, and I should stop. ...that if I lost another 3-5 pounds I might look too skinny.
I dunno.
Whether or not I actually hit it, I've accomplished something good. It is just that the freakin' stake in the ground is what kept me motivated to do it in the first place, so to then not hit it seems like a downer.
Your thoughts would be appreciated.
In other news, it is only 2:00 and already we've had a full day. I worked with Cory this morning on his homework again, then took a long walk while he finished it, about 5 or 6 miles which was nice.
Then when I got back, I hitched up the boat and we embarked upon this season's maiden voyage of the S.S. Forest (I guess that's what we named it last year, I forgot!). We were out on the lake for a couple of hours doing a lot of joy riding and a little fishing, then trailered it back up and dropped Cory off at a friend's for an afternoon of swimming fun.
I'm eating lunch, and Jo's getting ready to head out to some at-home party thing (not sure for what) so it is just Cole and I left for the afternoon. I'll be working on the top bunk for the rest of the afternoon, or until I putter out.
It is safe to say, I've lived today to its fullest already.
I think we'll grill some burgers (turkey for me, thank you) for supper, and then see what the evening has in store!
Saturday, April 28, 2007
Bottom Bunk: Finis!
I spent until mid afternoon building the bottom bunk of the bunk beds, which you can see in the clustered nutgoody of photos here. It went smoothly for the most part, and I was happy to realize it is large enough for me to sleep in, should the need occur (can you say "new dog house"?).
I then showered up and prepped some leftovers for supper while we waited for Cory's friend, who was over playing for the afternoon, to be picked up by his dad. This is also sort of an exercise report, because after dinner, we helped Cory with some homework, then went on a fairly long bike ride on the path. More exercise is good for the diet plan.
Unfortunately, no tickets were secured for my man Bobby Brown, so I'm home for the night instead of out. But I am TOTALLY streaming every Bobby Brown song I have, which is none.Okay, that's not entirely true. I have some fresh 80's New Edition on the iPod. Mr. Telephone Man!
Day 118 - To Facebook Or Not To Facebook
158.0 on the scale. 90 minutes on the trail, dunno how fast, dunno how far, 100/70.
I've been working on the treehouse this morning, building the bottom bunk of the bunkbeds. Good clean fun.
(No, I don't completely know what I'm doing, but that's what makes it fun!)
There's a slight chance I'll be going with Angela to see Bobby Brown perform tonight, if she can weasel herself some free tickets. No, not really a fan, but come on! I could say I went to see Bobby Brown in 2007, AFTER he was cool.
Um, WAY after.
I read a couple more chapters of The Tao of Pooh last night, and messed around trying to figure out how to add some silly little added value to the blog.
So, in the last three days, two people have suggested I should get on facebook. Now, I thought it was just another MySpace sort of thing -- that a married, pushing-middle-aged pt-cruiser-driving business owner wouldn't be the sort of guy the rest of the iPeeps on facebook would want in their digital space.
But now that I've heard the same story from two completely independent directions, I'm wondering if I shouldn't check it out.
When did a little social networking ever hurt anyone?
I've been working on the treehouse this morning, building the bottom bunk of the bunkbeds. Good clean fun.
(No, I don't completely know what I'm doing, but that's what makes it fun!)
There's a slight chance I'll be going with Angela to see Bobby Brown perform tonight, if she can weasel herself some free tickets. No, not really a fan, but come on! I could say I went to see Bobby Brown in 2007, AFTER he was cool.
Um, WAY after.
I read a couple more chapters of The Tao of Pooh last night, and messed around trying to figure out how to add some silly little added value to the blog.
So, in the last three days, two people have suggested I should get on facebook. Now, I thought it was just another MySpace sort of thing -- that a married, pushing-middle-aged pt-cruiser-driving business owner wouldn't be the sort of guy the rest of the iPeeps on facebook would want in their digital space.
But now that I've heard the same story from two completely independent directions, I'm wondering if I shouldn't check it out.
When did a little social networking ever hurt anyone?
Friday, April 27, 2007
Day 117 - "You tried to eat a boy band for lunch!"
160.0 on the scale ($!&%*@&$@). 70 minutes of walking on the path, dunno how far, dunno how fast, 100/70.
So, last night's happy hour manifested itself on the scale. Damnation. However, I just had the most disgusting culinary experience I've ever had, which resulted in me all but skipping lunch.
So we had a FUNCH1 for Dave at Taco Morelos.
Being the conscientious dieter that I am, I thought it best to order some soup, especially after last night's merriment. On the menu were three kinds of soup; a seafood soup and a shrimp soup, both of which had italicized descriptions of what was in them under their names.
Then was the third called Menudo.
It had no description, so I asked around the table, "Anyone know what menudo is?" After the not-unanticipated Puerto Rican boy band jokes, it was generally assumed that it was probably something with a chicken broth, veggies, maybe some chicken. You know, I'm thinking tortilla soup at that point.
So I ordered it.
Yeah, then the waitress set it in front of me, and there's a fucking bone with greasy fat still clinging to it in the middle of the bowl. There were also chunks of things in it -- mystery chunks that moved very strangely, like meat with fat, but with a really weird texture. I couldn't tell.
Part of me didn't even wanna know. But my spunky little producer friend sitting across from me did want me to know. So she asked.
The waitress responded with something like "Hmm, I don't know the word, one minute." and she dashed off to consult someone. A moment later, she came back and very matter-of-factly said, "Cow stomach".
OMFG.
Not a vegetable to be found, all chunks of cow stomach and bone. I tasted the broth, but that's as far as I could get.
The longer it sat in front of me, the more I wanted to ralf. I think she noticed, so after awhile she came back and said she'd be happy to quickly make me whatever I wanted instead - but it was my mistake. I should have asked.
I have learned a very important lesson today: if there is something on the menu and you don't know what it is, don't order it until you've asked someone who knows. If I ever say the word "menudo" to you, that's what I mean to say. Heed the warning.
1 Fun + Lunch = FUNCH!
So, last night's happy hour manifested itself on the scale. Damnation. However, I just had the most disgusting culinary experience I've ever had, which resulted in me all but skipping lunch.
So we had a FUNCH1 for Dave at Taco Morelos.
Being the conscientious dieter that I am, I thought it best to order some soup, especially after last night's merriment. On the menu were three kinds of soup; a seafood soup and a shrimp soup, both of which had italicized descriptions of what was in them under their names.
Then was the third called Menudo.
It had no description, so I asked around the table, "Anyone know what menudo is?" After the not-unanticipated Puerto Rican boy band jokes, it was generally assumed that it was probably something with a chicken broth, veggies, maybe some chicken. You know, I'm thinking tortilla soup at that point.
So I ordered it.
Yeah, then the waitress set it in front of me, and there's a fucking bone with greasy fat still clinging to it in the middle of the bowl. There were also chunks of things in it -- mystery chunks that moved very strangely, like meat with fat, but with a really weird texture. I couldn't tell.Part of me didn't even wanna know. But my spunky little producer friend sitting across from me did want me to know. So she asked.
The waitress responded with something like "Hmm, I don't know the word, one minute." and she dashed off to consult someone. A moment later, she came back and very matter-of-factly said, "Cow stomach".OMFG.
Not a vegetable to be found, all chunks of cow stomach and bone. I tasted the broth, but that's as far as I could get.
The longer it sat in front of me, the more I wanted to ralf. I think she noticed, so after awhile she came back and said she'd be happy to quickly make me whatever I wanted instead - but it was my mistake. I should have asked.
I have learned a very important lesson today: if there is something on the menu and you don't know what it is, don't order it until you've asked someone who knows. If I ever say the word "menudo" to you, that's what I mean to say. Heed the warning.
1 Fun + Lunch = FUNCH!
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Day 116 - No Exercise For Me!
158.0 on the scale. No treadmill or walking, but 100/70.
Work done got in the way this morning, and a happy hour will get in the way tonight.
I had a nice lunch with some former classmates from college at Origami, and came back to find my 2:30 meeting was officially canceled. YAY.
Networking for a Senior Interactive Designer now. Know anyone?
Dave's going-away happy hour is today. His last day is tomorrow, then he heads off to the great state of Oregon for his new gig in Portland. He'll be missed.
Work done got in the way this morning, and a happy hour will get in the way tonight.
I had a nice lunch with some former classmates from college at Origami, and came back to find my 2:30 meeting was officially canceled. YAY.
Networking for a Senior Interactive Designer now. Know anyone?
Dave's going-away happy hour is today. His last day is tomorrow, then he heads off to the great state of Oregon for his new gig in Portland. He'll be missed.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
You Don't Sing Me Love Songs...
I was just at a packed Dunn Brothers in Edina, and aside from me and the baristas, there were only 2 peeps in the joint without their noses in a laptop, and those two were at the internet terminals.
Wow.
Do people interact face-to-face anymore?
Wow.
Do people interact face-to-face anymore?
Day 115 - Walk Carefully (And Not During Rush Hour Traffic And Construction)
158.0 on the scale. Went for another walk this morning, although just an hour this time. 100/70.
Tried another new route, which I'm gonna have to not take again until the 101 construction is done. Got a little nerve-wracking with rush hour traffic.
Anyway yeah, another day. Few meetings. Lunch with a fellow business owner (I think, unless she's gotta cancel), and then some revisions and wrap up on some Target stuff.
Should net out to be a good day.
I read another chapter of The Tao of Pooh last night. About Wu Wei. I don't know why I haven't looked more into Taoism before -- it is really amazing how much it reflects how I've sort of operated for the last 10 years. Apparently I have been doing things pretty right if I put the Taoist glasses on.
You should read the book.
Take the red pill!
Tried another new route, which I'm gonna have to not take again until the 101 construction is done. Got a little nerve-wracking with rush hour traffic.
Anyway yeah, another day. Few meetings. Lunch with a fellow business owner (I think, unless she's gotta cancel), and then some revisions and wrap up on some Target stuff.
Should net out to be a good day.
I read another chapter of The Tao of Pooh last night. About Wu Wei. I don't know why I haven't looked more into Taoism before -- it is really amazing how much it reflects how I've sort of operated for the last 10 years. Apparently I have been doing things pretty right if I put the Taoist glasses on.
You should read the book.
Take the red pill!
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Exercise Update
Solid 90 minutes of walking. Took a different direction on the walking path this time. I was kinda bookin' it the whole way. I think I did between 6 and 7 miles, but no way to tell. Oh, and 100/70.
Yee haw!
Alright, I'm gonna have a few beers and read some Pooh.
Who says that???
Yee haw!
Alright, I'm gonna have a few beers and read some Pooh.
Who says that???
Day 114 - I Love My Fishes...
159.0 on the scale. No treadmill this morning, think I'll walk tonight if I can swing it.
So, I don't have a whole lot to go on about this morning. Haven't read any more Pooh, nor have I anything profound or mundane to share.
It does suck that the number is going up a half-pound at a time instead of down. I don't know what exactly I can attribute that to since I've been behaving pretty well lately. With the possible exception of a little problem I'm having with Pepperidge Farms Goldfish. Guess I gotta put the kaibosh on that or something.
Jo and I are touring a school this morning, then off to work and a Target meeting.
Less than two weeks from the Ham Jam. Seen the invite?
So, I don't have a whole lot to go on about this morning. Haven't read any more Pooh, nor have I anything profound or mundane to share.
It does suck that the number is going up a half-pound at a time instead of down. I don't know what exactly I can attribute that to since I've been behaving pretty well lately. With the possible exception of a little problem I'm having with Pepperidge Farms Goldfish. Guess I gotta put the kaibosh on that or something.
Jo and I are touring a school this morning, then off to work and a Target meeting.
Less than two weeks from the Ham Jam. Seen the invite?
Monday, April 23, 2007
Treadmill Report
50 minutes on the treadmill. Wasn't paying attention to how far I went, but I alternated between 4.6 and 6.6, walking and jogging, then 100/70.
Of course, Heroes was very enjoyable. But I've been on THAT soapbox many a time already. You know where I stand about whether the world should watch or not. Mwahahahaha.
Alright, 'til tomorrow.
Of course, Heroes was very enjoyable. But I've been on THAT soapbox many a time already. You know where I stand about whether the world should watch or not. Mwahahahaha.
Alright, 'til tomorrow.
Day 113 - Do I Really Need Another Soapbox?
158.5 on the scale. No treadmill, because, um, my show (oh, you know...) picks up again tonight and I'll treadmill then.
So I did just about everything I said I'd do last night, except I did not put in a couple hours of work. How healthy of me.
Oh, and I read chapter four of The Tao of Pooh last night, which has seriously stuck with me. Good stuff. Best chapter yet. I'd expand for paragraphs and paragraphs on why that is, but this may not be the right soapbox for that sort of rumination unless you too were reading it.
However, I have been thinking about copying it for everyone at Ham in the Fridge to read as it relates to rebranding ourselves.
An unrelated note: I won a free cup of coffee at Caribou today with those scratchoffs they have. WOO!
No client meetings today. Chin is up. Carryin' on.
A pleasurable Monday to all who read this.
So I did just about everything I said I'd do last night, except I did not put in a couple hours of work. How healthy of me.
Oh, and I read chapter four of The Tao of Pooh last night, which has seriously stuck with me. Good stuff. Best chapter yet. I'd expand for paragraphs and paragraphs on why that is, but this may not be the right soapbox for that sort of rumination unless you too were reading it.
However, I have been thinking about copying it for everyone at Ham in the Fridge to read as it relates to rebranding ourselves.
An unrelated note: I won a free cup of coffee at Caribou today with those scratchoffs they have. WOO!
No client meetings today. Chin is up. Carryin' on.
A pleasurable Monday to all who read this.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
Exercise Report
About 70 minutes of walking and about 5 miles (back from Jake O'Connor's after an early dinner in Excelsior) on the walking path, 100/70.
I'm happy to report I did not get rained on, and happier even yet to report I saw some pleasurable things on the way -- a fun little sidewalk love note, tiny little white flowers along the path in Greenwood, a friendly little stray cat that seemed to want to come with me (although it was black and it did walk across my path), and a wild turkey.
I'm happy to report I did not get rained on, and happier even yet to report I saw some pleasurable things on the way -- a fun little sidewalk love note, tiny little white flowers along the path in Greenwood, a friendly little stray cat that seemed to want to come with me (although it was black and it did walk across my path), and a wild turkey.
Day 112 - Weigh-In Day
158.5 on the scale. No treadmill today yet. Maybe I'll take another long-ass walk tonight. I think I have some head-clearing to do anyway -- having trouble keeping my chin up lately.
So I messed with my sleep patterns last night big time. I zonked out on the bare mattress at like 9:30 last night, and then woke up when Jo came in at midnight with the fresh dried sheets to make the bed.
I helped make it, then was wide awake until like 4 a.m.
I was in and out of consciousness starting around 8 when the rest of the house stirred, then got up at about 10:30 or so to do some stuff outside.
I put the battery all-nice-and-charged-up back in the boat so it is ready whenever we (and the weather) are, and then helped Jo continue the yard cleanup efforts in the backyard -- bagging leaves and junk, and campfire-burning a whole buncha twigs and branches and stuff.
I smell of campfire.
Jo's also making a nice rocked path around the treehouse (which I think I'll start finishing next weekend again, woo!).
Cory's having his orchestra concert today, so we'll attend that in a few hours, and then I think go out for dinner with Jo's parents and sister's fam.
Tonight, I think I'll go on another long walk, then put in a couple hours worth of work and see if I can't realign my circadian rhythm.
Tomorrow is the first new episode of Heroes in a month and a half. Yeah, I'm excited.
Happy Earth Day.
So I messed with my sleep patterns last night big time. I zonked out on the bare mattress at like 9:30 last night, and then woke up when Jo came in at midnight with the fresh dried sheets to make the bed.
I helped make it, then was wide awake until like 4 a.m.
I was in and out of consciousness starting around 8 when the rest of the house stirred, then got up at about 10:30 or so to do some stuff outside.
I put the battery all-nice-and-charged-up back in the boat so it is ready whenever we (and the weather) are, and then helped Jo continue the yard cleanup efforts in the backyard -- bagging leaves and junk, and campfire-burning a whole buncha twigs and branches and stuff.
I smell of campfire.
Jo's also making a nice rocked path around the treehouse (which I think I'll start finishing next weekend again, woo!).
Cory's having his orchestra concert today, so we'll attend that in a few hours, and then I think go out for dinner with Jo's parents and sister's fam.
Tonight, I think I'll go on another long walk, then put in a couple hours worth of work and see if I can't realign my circadian rhythm.
Tomorrow is the first new episode of Heroes in a month and a half. Yeah, I'm excited.
Happy Earth Day.
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Day 111 - Pooh And Happiness
158.0 on the scale. I'm about to embark upon a good hour-and-a-half walk after dropping Cole off at gymnastics.
Been reading The Tao of Pooh. So I'm either being Zen (Buddhist thought) or being Taoist, they're not the same, although they have many similarities. I don't want to get sucked into having to learn the academic distinctions between them, because that would get away from the real truth in both methinks.
Anyway, The Tao of Pooh is very entertaining and is giving me some simple terms to refer to the things of which I've been noodling. I'm only about to start chapter 4, and I had to reread 2 and 3 for them to sink in. Pooh cracks me up.
Today, I'm taking the Christmas lights down and having a good day that may or may not involve taking the boat out on the lake for the first time this season, having a campfire, or doing some yard cleanup stuff.
Whattaboutyou?
Been reading The Tao of Pooh. So I'm either being Zen (Buddhist thought) or being Taoist, they're not the same, although they have many similarities. I don't want to get sucked into having to learn the academic distinctions between them, because that would get away from the real truth in both methinks.
Anyway, The Tao of Pooh is very entertaining and is giving me some simple terms to refer to the things of which I've been noodling. I'm only about to start chapter 4, and I had to reread 2 and 3 for them to sink in. Pooh cracks me up.
Today, I'm taking the Christmas lights down and having a good day that may or may not involve taking the boat out on the lake for the first time this season, having a campfire, or doing some yard cleanup stuff.
Whattaboutyou?
Friday, April 20, 2007
Day 110 - Target In Sight
158.0 on the scale. No treadmill, but walked a brisk 6+ miles last night. Busy, scattered day in store.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Day 109 - Ducking 160!
159.0 on the scale. Um, no treadmill though yet.
I'm gonna have to go for a really long walk tonight or something.
DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!
So howzabout that? Maybe the scale is still mocking me and tomorrow I'll be at like 162.5, but I'll take the low numbers when I can get them.
If it is accurate at 159.0, if I can make it say 158.0 by Sunday I'm still on track to hit the goal.
Note to self: BEHAVE!
I'm gonna have to go for a really long walk tonight or something.
DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!
So howzabout that? Maybe the scale is still mocking me and tomorrow I'll be at like 162.5, but I'll take the low numbers when I can get them.
If it is accurate at 159.0, if I can make it say 158.0 by Sunday I'm still on track to hit the goal.
Note to self: BEHAVE!
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Day 108 - Late Entry!
160.5 on the scale. No treadmill, but 100/70.
We had an 8:30 meeting to close on a refinance of the good 'ol mortgage, so didn't have time to get on a treadmill. I could have, if I'd had the motivation to get up earlier.
Alas, I did not.
Today was a better day than yesterday (yesterday was kinda challenging). I was able to be mostly productive, and more ahead of the curve than yesterday anyway.
I received my copy of The Tao of Pooh yesterday, as well as the sequel: The Te of Pigglet. Alexis, I'll let you know what I think after I've read the pooh one, and we'll talk some zen on the way to the next meeting.
I've been trying to behave more with the whole food consumption thing considering the clock is ticking on me now. I think I've been doing well, but the scale continues to tease. Toy. Mock even.
Oh, got some good news yesterday. Dave's staying an extra week. YAY for us. NEXT Friday will be his last day.
We had an 8:30 meeting to close on a refinance of the good 'ol mortgage, so didn't have time to get on a treadmill. I could have, if I'd had the motivation to get up earlier.
Alas, I did not.
Today was a better day than yesterday (yesterday was kinda challenging). I was able to be mostly productive, and more ahead of the curve than yesterday anyway.
I received my copy of The Tao of Pooh yesterday, as well as the sequel: The Te of Pigglet. Alexis, I'll let you know what I think after I've read the pooh one, and we'll talk some zen on the way to the next meeting.
I've been trying to behave more with the whole food consumption thing considering the clock is ticking on me now. I think I've been doing well, but the scale continues to tease. Toy. Mock even.
Oh, got some good news yesterday. Dave's staying an extra week. YAY for us. NEXT Friday will be his last day.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Day 107 - Back Up To Snuff
161.5 on the scale. 30 minutes on the treadmill, 2.3 miles, 4.6, 100/70.
Doing better today. Actually I was feeling better by late afternoon. I slept until noon -- think there might have been a little exhaustion thing going on.
Got on the treadmill this morning again with some tunes. Haven't cracked the next Netflix movie yet, though I've had it for awhile. Best in Show.
Anyway, Dave's last week. Relatively mild day today I think. Some meetings, some catching up from yesterday, some pixel pushing. Oh, and maybe an invite is ready to go out today -- YAY!
Seth has been working his ass of -- THANKS SETH!
Doing better today. Actually I was feeling better by late afternoon. I slept until noon -- think there might have been a little exhaustion thing going on.
Got on the treadmill this morning again with some tunes. Haven't cracked the next Netflix movie yet, though I've had it for awhile. Best in Show.
Anyway, Dave's last week. Relatively mild day today I think. Some meetings, some catching up from yesterday, some pixel pushing. Oh, and maybe an invite is ready to go out today -- YAY!
Seth has been working his ass of -- THANKS SETH!
Monday, April 16, 2007
Day 106 - Sick Day
160.5 on the scale. No treadmill, not feeling the best this morning.
Actually taking a sick day.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Jo's Easter Peeps Tradition
Four years running now! Guess how many marshmallow peeps are crammed in there.
No really. Guess!
Day 105 - Weigh-in Day
162.0 on the scale. No treadmill, I've been cooking all morning in prep for Cole's wee little party.
Unfortunately, my lucky $10 that I found on the curb did not win me any money with the powerball tickets I bought with it. Should have just bought a big-ass salad or an iTunes album or something. Easy come, easy go.
As you can see on the chart I've neglected to update for weeks, I'm officially behind. Boo.
"The boys" had a fun day yesterday while "the girls" shopped their hearts out. We ended up going to an early-afternoon matinee of Meet the Robinsons.
Afterwards, we went to HAM's headquarters and introduced Brandon and Dad to the Wii. We bowled a few games and ordered some Jimmy John's sandwiches to be delivered for lunch.
Then Dad bought us tickets to the Twins game that night against the Sea Rays. While we all enjoyed ourselves, as you can see in the pictures, the boys got a little bored so uncle Brandon let them play monopoly on his phone.
I helped myself to enough light beer to impair my ability to drive home, so I handed the keys over to Dad like the responsible dashing young man that I am. *cough*
So, I'll finish prepping up the strudel rolls and then will rush back after the service to let the cooking begin. The house will smell deeeeelicious indeed, and all will surely be fat, happy and gay by early afternoon.
Unfortunately, my lucky $10 that I found on the curb did not win me any money with the powerball tickets I bought with it. Should have just bought a big-ass salad or an iTunes album or something. Easy come, easy go.
As you can see on the chart I've neglected to update for weeks, I'm officially behind. Boo.
"The boys" had a fun day yesterday while "the girls" shopped their hearts out. We ended up going to an early-afternoon matinee of Meet the Robinsons.Afterwards, we went to HAM's headquarters and introduced Brandon and Dad to the Wii. We bowled a few games and ordered some Jimmy John's sandwiches to be delivered for lunch.
Then Dad bought us tickets to the Twins game that night against the Sea Rays. While we all enjoyed ourselves, as you can see in the pictures, the boys got a little bored so uncle Brandon let them play monopoly on his phone.I helped myself to enough light beer to impair my ability to drive home, so I handed the keys over to Dad like the responsible dashing young man that I am. *cough*
So, I'll finish prepping up the strudel rolls and then will rush back after the service to let the cooking begin. The house will smell deeeeelicious indeed, and all will surely be fat, happy and gay by early afternoon.
Saturday, April 14, 2007
Day 104 - What To Do...
162.0 on the scale. Hour walk around the village, dunno how far, dunno how fast, 100/70.
Dad took Cole to gymnastics, and Mom and Jo are prepping to go shopping. They've an itch that needs scratching or something.
Me and the boys and Dad and Brandon are gonna have to find something to do besides the little bit of grocery shopping I have to do for tomorrow.
Hmmm...
Dad took Cole to gymnastics, and Mom and Jo are prepping to go shopping. They've an itch that needs scratching or something.
Me and the boys and Dad and Brandon are gonna have to find something to do besides the little bit of grocery shopping I have to do for tomorrow.
Hmmm...
Friday, April 13, 2007
Day 103 - Friday, Sweet Friday
161.5 on the scale. 30 minutes on the treadmill, 2.3 miles, 4.6, 100/70.
Had an early doctor's appointment today. Blood work to see how I'm doing on the whole cholesterol thing, prescription refill, yada yada yada.
Blood pressure is way down compared to historical levels. I wish I'd written down the exact numbers but it was way down. Yay for me and the ticker.
This evening I will be a panelist for an AIGA discussion panel at the Portfolio One-on-One thingy. Time to sound smart, well grounded, and impart what insights my years of experience have afforded me.
Smoke and mirrors baby!
I hope I don't get too Zen on 'em.
My parents are also in town this weekend for Cole's first communion. He's requested I make Hamburger Strudel for his open house thingy, so that'll occupy a big chunk of Sunday but be well worth it. Um, yum.
Happy Friday!
Had an early doctor's appointment today. Blood work to see how I'm doing on the whole cholesterol thing, prescription refill, yada yada yada.
Blood pressure is way down compared to historical levels. I wish I'd written down the exact numbers but it was way down. Yay for me and the ticker.
This evening I will be a panelist for an AIGA discussion panel at the Portfolio One-on-One thingy. Time to sound smart, well grounded, and impart what insights my years of experience have afforded me.
Smoke and mirrors baby!
I hope I don't get too Zen on 'em.
My parents are also in town this weekend for Cole's first communion. He's requested I make Hamburger Strudel for his open house thingy, so that'll occupy a big chunk of Sunday but be well worth it. Um, yum.
Happy Friday!
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Day 102 - No Frills Blogging
162.5 on the scale. 30 minutes on the treadmill, 3.2 miles, 4.6, 100/70.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Day 101 - Another Day, Another Dollar
162.0 on the scale. No treadmill yet.
We're touring a different school this morning, then I'll be heading into work as usual. Not much to report really.
I probably wrote enough last night anyway and have spent my "rambling capital".
We're touring a different school this morning, then I'll be heading into work as usual. Not much to report really.
I probably wrote enough last night anyway and have spent my "rambling capital".
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Treadmill Report
52 minutes on the treadmill, 4.0 miles, 4.6, 100/70.
Odd amount of time, I know. It was how much of Cold Mountain I had yet to watch. Very good movie, in my Hummel opinion.
So, a view into that philosophisization I was doing the other day: can you recall three memorable moments or occurances in your life where factors that were almost entirely beyond your control came together in just the right way so as to cause that moment to bring you real (however fleeting) happiness, and made the moment stick with you for the long haul?
An example of the kind of moments in my experience are these:
1) The very first (and maybe the only) time I experienced the sensation that happens when a sip of wine comes together with its absolutely perfectly paired food. When the experience of the two together far surpasses the pleasure of either on their own.
2) Those moments where your iPod or the radio or whatever plays the most perfect song or combination of songs for the state of mind you (or the group of people you're with) are in at that moment. Like it just knew, like it was in sync with your brainwaves or aura or vibrations or whatever.
What strikes me about all of the moments that fall into this category for me is that if I had tried to make them happen, I would have failed at every attempt.
They are moments that can't be manufactured.
The very fact that neither I nor anyone else had a hand in the moment happening is exactly what made it perfect. Like, I could go back to that very restaurant with the same group of people, order the exact same pomegranate salad and the exact style and vintage of wine as I had when it happened, and I would not have the same sensation.
What makes those things happen? What can we do short of trying to manufacture those moments (which doesn't work) to make conditions ripe for them to happen?
I have a theory about that that's rumbling around in my head lately.
It is a theme, and it keeps butting in the front of the line of thoughts in my head. I don't think I'm on the verge of anything profound or earth shattering here, but it seems like I'm on the verge of something meaningful that will help me personally be a happier person.
And I'm not exactly an unhappy guy really.
No, I'm not talking evangelical Christianity. You needn't worry about that.
Really.
Odd amount of time, I know. It was how much of Cold Mountain I had yet to watch. Very good movie, in my Hummel opinion.
So, a view into that philosophisization I was doing the other day: can you recall three memorable moments or occurances in your life where factors that were almost entirely beyond your control came together in just the right way so as to cause that moment to bring you real (however fleeting) happiness, and made the moment stick with you for the long haul?
An example of the kind of moments in my experience are these:
1) The very first (and maybe the only) time I experienced the sensation that happens when a sip of wine comes together with its absolutely perfectly paired food. When the experience of the two together far surpasses the pleasure of either on their own.
2) Those moments where your iPod or the radio or whatever plays the most perfect song or combination of songs for the state of mind you (or the group of people you're with) are in at that moment. Like it just knew, like it was in sync with your brainwaves or aura or vibrations or whatever.
What strikes me about all of the moments that fall into this category for me is that if I had tried to make them happen, I would have failed at every attempt.
They are moments that can't be manufactured.
The very fact that neither I nor anyone else had a hand in the moment happening is exactly what made it perfect. Like, I could go back to that very restaurant with the same group of people, order the exact same pomegranate salad and the exact style and vintage of wine as I had when it happened, and I would not have the same sensation.
What makes those things happen? What can we do short of trying to manufacture those moments (which doesn't work) to make conditions ripe for them to happen?
I have a theory about that that's rumbling around in my head lately.
It is a theme, and it keeps butting in the front of the line of thoughts in my head. I don't think I'm on the verge of anything profound or earth shattering here, but it seems like I'm on the verge of something meaningful that will help me personally be a happier person.
And I'm not exactly an unhappy guy really.
No, I'm not talking evangelical Christianity. You needn't worry about that.
Really.
Day 100 - Wow, 100 Days?
162.5 on the scale. No treadmill. Work got in the way so I'll have to sweat tonight.
So, I'm walking to the office from our parking garage, and out of the corner of my eye I see a bill (a crisp leaf of cabbage, mooolah) next to the curb, so of course, I bend over and pick it up.
It was a $10!
That's good luck. Something good is going to happen today. Maybe I should buy some powerball tickets with it, eh? eh?
So, I'm walking to the office from our parking garage, and out of the corner of my eye I see a bill (a crisp leaf of cabbage, mooolah) next to the curb, so of course, I bend over and pick it up.
It was a $10!
That's good luck. Something good is going to happen today. Maybe I should buy some powerball tickets with it, eh? eh?
Monday, April 9, 2007
Day 99 - I Like Mom's Scale Better
163.0 on my scale. 30 minutes on the treadmill, 2.3 miles, 4.6 miles, 100/70.
Well, there's the one step back. Now I need two forward.
Well, there's the one step back. Now I need two forward.
Sunday, April 8, 2007
Day 98 - Weigh-In Day, But Not
Well, Grandma's scale said 165, so I decided I'll use tomorrow's weight on my own scale for weigh-in.
I walked like 7 miles today though through Minot!
I went all the way up to the street I grew up on, checked out the houses and my elementary school and stuff. Funny how many random memories come back when you just drop yourself in the environment again.
I occurred to me that I walked some of the same paths I walked when I was an angstful, restless 16 year old. Now I'm an angstful, restless 33 year old.
Hmm, what to make of that observation, I'm not sure.
I walked like 7 miles today though through Minot!
I went all the way up to the street I grew up on, checked out the houses and my elementary school and stuff. Funny how many random memories come back when you just drop yourself in the environment again.
I occurred to me that I walked some of the same paths I walked when I was an angstful, restless 16 year old. Now I'm an angstful, restless 33 year old.
Hmm, what to make of that observation, I'm not sure.
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Quote of the Day
In Grandma's kitchen.
Mom: "I need a front door with more light."
Jo: "That's 'cause she's bitchy in the dark."
Dad: "I've seen her bitchy in the light too."
Mom: "I need a front door with more light."
Jo: "That's 'cause she's bitchy in the dark."
Dad: "I've seen her bitchy in the light too."
Day 97 - North Dakota Weekend
158.0 on the scale (according to this scale anyway). 30 minutes on the treadmill, 2.4 miles, 4.8, 100/70.
So, I'll reserve expressive emotion about breaking the 160 barrier until that figure can be independantly verified. Mom says it skews light. Maybe I'm actually 168.5.
Anyway, made it to the Taj MaHummel in Bismarck around midnight last night and then hit the hay after a beer stolen from Mom and Dad's fridge.
Got up and behaved by borrowing a pair of Dad's sneakers and hopping on Mom's treadmill for a half hour. Hopefully that'll set a nice precedence for myself this weekend ("Don't forget what you're trying to do, Hummel!").
We plan on hitting the road again for Minot around 11:00 this morning, and will drink and be merry this afternoon at Grandpa's 80th shindig! Then we'll be staying at Grandma R.'s overnight in Minot.
It'll be good to see everyone! Shoot the breeze. Hug old people. You know.
Oh stop it, you know you're all old. :)
So, I'll reserve expressive emotion about breaking the 160 barrier until that figure can be independantly verified. Mom says it skews light. Maybe I'm actually 168.5.
Anyway, made it to the Taj MaHummel in Bismarck around midnight last night and then hit the hay after a beer stolen from Mom and Dad's fridge.
Got up and behaved by borrowing a pair of Dad's sneakers and hopping on Mom's treadmill for a half hour. Hopefully that'll set a nice precedence for myself this weekend ("Don't forget what you're trying to do, Hummel!").
We plan on hitting the road again for Minot around 11:00 this morning, and will drink and be merry this afternoon at Grandpa's 80th shindig! Then we'll be staying at Grandma R.'s overnight in Minot.
It'll be good to see everyone! Shoot the breeze. Hug old people. You know.
Oh stop it, you know you're all old. :)
Friday, April 6, 2007
Day 96 - On The Road Again (Tonight)
161.0 on the scale. 30 minutes on the treadmill, 2.3, 4.6, 100/70.
There's some seemingly lasting progress on the scale (I hope). Can he break the 160 boundary for the first time in some umpteen years?
Stay tuned to find out!
I'm going to have to behave this weekend though and that might be tough, since we're heading back to Bismarck/Minot this weekend for my grandpa's 80th birthday bash (Hi Grandpa on your WebTV!) and a quicky Easter dinner.
Watch your inbox today; a "Save the Date" email is going out for this year's HamJam. Wooo!
Have a most fine day, and happy casual Friday.
There's some seemingly lasting progress on the scale (I hope). Can he break the 160 boundary for the first time in some umpteen years?
Stay tuned to find out!
I'm going to have to behave this weekend though and that might be tough, since we're heading back to Bismarck/Minot this weekend for my grandpa's 80th birthday bash (Hi Grandpa on your WebTV!) and a quicky Easter dinner.
Watch your inbox today; a "Save the Date" email is going out for this year's HamJam. Wooo!
Have a most fine day, and happy casual Friday.
Thursday, April 5, 2007
Treadmill Report
45 minutes on the treadmill, 3.5 miles, 4.6, 100/70.
Started watching Cold Mountain tonight. It was on Jo's Netflix queue, and a couple weeks ago I said I wanted to watch it before she sends it back, so she's been nagging me to start watching it already.
Jo's migraine went away with the help of medication by mid-morning, which is when she started tidying the house like a madwoman. She had an appointment with an appraiser today (since we're refinancing to a lower rate and a 15-yr mortgage) and god forbid it valued at less because of any messes. We're hoping for a certain number, or else the refinance won't be as advantageous as it could be. Keep your fingers crossed that the number is big. :)
I didn't mention, but my tax appointment yesterday went quite well. I still owe him some additional information, but it looks as though we're getting a refund for the first time in a lot of years, and it is quite substantial. A round of milkshakes for everyone, ON ME!
Our latest game, Five Minutes to Kill (Yourself) is doing quite well on Adult Swim's site. I guess they're enjoying record traffic on account of the game, and it is getting quite a bit of notice around the net. We even got a call from Ogilvy in New York wanting us to do some work for them because they really liked the game.
Nice work, as always, HAM folk.
Started watching Cold Mountain tonight. It was on Jo's Netflix queue, and a couple weeks ago I said I wanted to watch it before she sends it back, so she's been nagging me to start watching it already.
Jo's migraine went away with the help of medication by mid-morning, which is when she started tidying the house like a madwoman. She had an appointment with an appraiser today (since we're refinancing to a lower rate and a 15-yr mortgage) and god forbid it valued at less because of any messes. We're hoping for a certain number, or else the refinance won't be as advantageous as it could be. Keep your fingers crossed that the number is big. :)
I didn't mention, but my tax appointment yesterday went quite well. I still owe him some additional information, but it looks as though we're getting a refund for the first time in a lot of years, and it is quite substantial. A round of milkshakes for everyone, ON ME!
Our latest game, Five Minutes to Kill (Yourself) is doing quite well on Adult Swim's site. I guess they're enjoying record traffic on account of the game, and it is getting quite a bit of notice around the net. We even got a call from Ogilvy in New York wanting us to do some work for them because they really liked the game.
Nice work, as always, HAM folk.
Day 95 - Going With The Flow
163.5 on the scale. No treadmill yet.
Jo woke up with a migraine so had to jump on kid duty and take 'em to school.
Jo woke up with a migraine so had to jump on kid duty and take 'em to school.
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
Day 94 - Death and Taxes, Minus the Death
164.0 on the scale. 30 minutes on the treadmill, 2.3 miles, 4.6, 100/70.
Not much to report today, no revelations, no keen observations, no philosophization, except scales suck.
Just have a tax appointment today at 9:00 -- always a good time to be had at those.
God, I need me some coffee.
Not much to report today, no revelations, no keen observations, no philosophization, except scales suck.
Just have a tax appointment today at 9:00 -- always a good time to be had at those.
God, I need me some coffee.
Tuesday, April 3, 2007
Day 93 - Philosophical Sweat
161.5 on the scale. 30 minutes on the treadmill, 2.3 miles, 4.6, 100/70.
I woke up all philosophical today for some reason, and so I philosophized on the treadmill with some tunage instead of a movie.
Actually, it was a continuation of a thought pattern that started on a highly caffeinated stretch of the long road trip, about what conditions really make the good stuff happen in life. The stuff you remember. The stuff that just sort of happens the right way.
Maybe someday I'll get on a soapbox and wax poetic, but today, I'll spare you.
That's why I like road trips though. Driving heap-long distances gets me out of the weeds and into my soul.
Oooooh, deep.
I woke up all philosophical today for some reason, and so I philosophized on the treadmill with some tunage instead of a movie.
Actually, it was a continuation of a thought pattern that started on a highly caffeinated stretch of the long road trip, about what conditions really make the good stuff happen in life. The stuff you remember. The stuff that just sort of happens the right way.
Maybe someday I'll get on a soapbox and wax poetic, but today, I'll spare you.
That's why I like road trips though. Driving heap-long distances gets me out of the weeds and into my soul.
Oooooh, deep.
Monday, April 2, 2007
Day 92 - Back In The Swing
162.0 on the scale. 30 minutes on the treadmill, 2.3 miles, 4.6, 100/70.
Back to the treadmill, back to work, and back to the grind today. First day back is always interesting, but I'm ready.
Bring on Monday.
Back to the treadmill, back to work, and back to the grind today. First day back is always interesting, but I'm ready.
Bring on Monday.
Sunday, April 1, 2007
Treadmill Report
30 minutes on the treadmill. 2.3 miles, 4.6, 100/70.
First time in a few days. Felt good actually. I have not been weighing myself for the past few days, so I have no idea what my weigh-in today should be. I'll take tomorrow's morning weight and call that Sunday's weigh-in.
I'm going to have to have my ass firmly planted on the bandwagon these next few weeks if I'm gonna hit the goal. It is only one month away now. Time flies.
First time in a few days. Felt good actually. I have not been weighing myself for the past few days, so I have no idea what my weigh-in today should be. I'll take tomorrow's morning weight and call that Sunday's weigh-in.
I'm going to have to have my ass firmly planted on the bandwagon these next few weeks if I'm gonna hit the goal. It is only one month away now. Time flies.
How Many Points Is A Cheese Frenchie?
Lunched in Omaha, where we totally stumbled on a little nugget from my childhood. Anyone remember King's Food Host? Cheese Frenchies?
Well, I had a Cheese Frenchies at a Don & Millies in Omaha today. I remembered the Frenchie right away, but I only vaguely remembered the word "King" in the name of the restaurant we used to go to for them in Minot, ND when I was a wee chillun.
Mom just happened to call us while we were sitting there, and Don & Millie's had pictures of old King's Food Hosts on their walls, so I was able to put two and two together. Here's a pic of a King's they had on their wall, indeed that's what the sign looked like. I remember lots of orange.
Well, I had a Cheese Frenchies at a Don & Millies in Omaha today. I remembered the Frenchie right away, but I only vaguely remembered the word "King" in the name of the restaurant we used to go to for them in Minot, ND when I was a wee chillun.
Mom just happened to call us while we were sitting there, and Don & Millie's had pictures of old King's Food Hosts on their walls, so I was able to put two and two together. Here's a pic of a King's they had on their wall, indeed that's what the sign looked like. I remember lots of orange.
Day 91 - Deephaven Or Bust
We are up and fixin' to leave on our final leg home. 7.5 hours away, and I think we're all ready to be done with this trip and just be home.
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