Day 2 - finding the limit

I need to start by saying that 1.  I have mirrors and 2.  I have a calendar so I know I'm fat and I know I'm old.  BUT inside my twisted little brain?  I'm seriously not either of those.  I think that's probably why I mention both so often.  I feel like the dichotomy between what I think I am and what I am is both amusing and whacked.

Jerome told me to do 10 minutes at 1.5 on the treadmill.  Fuck that baby.  I'm going for 20 at 3.  So I dig out my shorts. I find a t-shirt and put on socks that feel about orgasmic good and my new shoes.  I grab my earphone/radio (Car Talk is on) and my water bottle and I head on over.    There is no one in the treadmill room (which is big and has about 10 treadmills and about 20 other torture looking machines). 

I get a little burst of smart and figure I'll do 2.0 for 10 and then 3.0 for another 10.  And I go.  The shoes make a HUGE difference.  I mean HUGE.  At about 5 miles a guy comes in who looks to be about 5-10 years older than me but very fit.  He gets on one of the other treadmills and starts hauling ass.  What's your hurry, dude???  You got a hot date?? 

I think I'm ok with being the tub o' lard amongst the celery stalks but I think I may suffer from competitive performance anxiety. 

But, about that time, I started to ... dare I say it? ... feel the burn!!  I was feeling it in my hips.  Not my back, which was interesting but my legs and hips.  By 10, I knew that Jerome had been correct.  I was done.  But I feel good about my 10.

I need to run some errands.  I need to go to Target where I will walk around and look and that's what always kills me.  My back, my shoulders...  So... today, I'm going to wear my workout shoes and see what that does.  (I'm throwing a pair of crocs in the car, just in case.)

Tomorrow the gym is only open from 9-3 and I'm going down to meet my friend Susan for lunch which means leaving here about 10:00 and probably not getting home until after 3.  I was going to go early and go to Fry's which is very near her but if I do that, I'll miss the workout so Fry's is going to take the hit.  Ya gotta make choices. 

:)

Day 2 - finding the limit

I need to start by saying that 1.  I have mirrors and 2.  I have a calendar so I know I'm fat and I know I'm old.  BUT inside my twisted little brain?  I'm seriously not either of those.  I think that's probably why I mention both so often.  I feel like the dichotomy between what I think I am and what I am is both amusing and whacked.

Jerome told me to do 10 minutes at 1.5 on the treadmill.  Fuck that baby.  I'm going for 20 at 3.  So I dig out my shorts. I find a t-shirt and put on socks that feel about orgasmic good and my new shoes.  I grab my earphone/radio (Car Talk is on) and my water bottle and I head on over.    There is no one in the treadmill room (which is big and has about 10 treadmills and about 20 other torture looking machines). 

I get a little burst of smart and figure I'll do 2.0 for 10 and then 3.0 for another 10.  And I go.  The shoes make a HUGE difference.  I mean HUGE.  At about 5 miles a guy comes in who looks to be about 5-10 years older than me but very fit.  He gets on one of the other treadmills and starts hauling ass.  What's your hurry, dude???  You got a hot date?? 

I think I'm ok with being the tub o' lard amongst the celery stalks but I think I may suffer from competitive performance anxiety. 

But, about that time, I started to ... dare I say it? ... feel the burn!!  I was feeling it in my hips.  Not my back, which was interesting but my legs and hips.  By 10, I knew that Jerome had been correct.  I was done.  But I feel good about my 10.

I need to run some errands.  I need to go to Target where I will walk around and look and that's what always kills me.  My back, my shoulders...  So... today, I'm going to wear my workout shoes and see what that does.  (I'm throwing a pair of crocs in the car, just in case.)

Tomorrow the gym is only open from 9-3 and I'm going down to meet my friend Susan for lunch which means leaving here about 10:00 and probably not getting home until after 3.  I was going to go early and go to Fry's which is very near her but if I do that, I'll miss the workout so Fry's is going to take the hit.  Ya gotta make choices. 

:)

The rest of the day

I have a new favorite online tech vendor.  www.directron.com - they have a good variety of stuff.  Good prices.  They don't make you register.  I'm not even sure you can.  (I just checked and you can.)  They offer several USPS options.  I ordered from them on Thursday.  I selected USPS Priority Mail.  I got it today.  (And the guy brought it right up here to my door instead of leaving it in the package closet in the garage where I might not look.) I'm very liking that.

My next order is likely going to be a Netgear WG111 USB wireless adapter.  This morning my stupid ISP dropped the internet again.  I'm actually not so bothered by that as much as I am by the total lack of service of this outfit.  They have a really condescending voice message/telephone tree deal that is the ONLY way you can get them by telephone. It's maddening. 

But, this morning when I was off line with the Vista machine, I noticed the work laptop just rolled right over to the neighbor's connection.  My old desktop is currently connected to the internet via one of the Netgear adapter's.  And it works fine.  So I'm thinking I'll get one for the Vista machine and when the stupid ISP goes down again, I won't have to. 

First I want to test it out.  Netgear has Vista drivers so I'll need to install those and make sure it works.  Assuming it does, I'll order me up another one. 

I got nearly all my errands done today.  I did not get to Target but I got the rest.  In my new shoes.  By the time I got home I was ready to take them off but it was a good test.

I killed most of today figuring out the new toy that the postal carrier brought me.

http://www.directron.com/au524.html


I got it all loaded up with good tunes and my NPR stations preset for the audio.  It was not easy as the instructions were a really bad translation but I persevered.  And I do like it. Plug it right into the USB on the side of the monitor and I can easily see when the battery is charged and filling it is no different than storing files on a thumb drive.  Simple city.

Dinner time here.

The rest of the day

I have a new favorite online tech vendor.  www.directron.com - they have a good variety of stuff.  Good prices.  They don't make you register.  I'm not even sure you can.  (I just checked and you can.)  They offer several USPS options.  I ordered from them on Thursday.  I selected USPS Priority Mail.  I got it today.  (And the guy brought it right up here to my door instead of leaving it in the package closet in the garage where I might not look.) I'm very liking that.

My next order is likely going to be a Netgear WG111 USB wireless adapter.  This morning my stupid ISP dropped the internet again.  I'm actually not so bothered by that as much as I am by the total lack of service of this outfit.  They have a really condescending voice message/telephone tree deal that is the ONLY way you can get them by telephone. It's maddening. 

But, this morning when I was off line with the Vista machine, I noticed the work laptop just rolled right over to the neighbor's connection.  My old desktop is currently connected to the internet via one of the Netgear adapter's.  And it works fine.  So I'm thinking I'll get one for the Vista machine and when the stupid ISP goes down again, I won't have to. 

First I want to test it out.  Netgear has Vista drivers so I'll need to install those and make sure it works.  Assuming it does, I'll order me up another one. 

I got nearly all my errands done today.  I did not get to Target but I got the rest.  In my new shoes.  By the time I got home I was ready to take them off but it was a good test.

I killed most of today figuring out the new toy that the postal carrier brought me.

http://www.directron.com/au524.html


I got it all loaded up with good tunes and my NPR stations preset for the audio.  It was not easy as the instructions were a really bad translation but I persevered.  And I do like it. Plug it right into the USB on the side of the monitor and I can easily see when the battery is charged and filling it is no different than storing files on a thumb drive.  Simple city.

Dinner time here.