Holy hypothermia, Batman!
Wednesday, 14 January 2009 08:46![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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It's 18 degrees outside. Sweet skwered shishkabobs, that's cold. Which kind of puts the kabosh on my usual morning walk/jog. I'm dedicated, but I'm not that dedicated. Plus, I just don't have the kind of clothing that could keep me suitably warm. I'd freeze my ass off (literally), and I just don't think I could deal with an assectomy right now.
Besides I think I need to vary my exercising some more, since it doesn't seem to be having the results that I would like even though I'm walking three miles every morning and am planning on upping it to 3.5 and then 4 miles.
So, to that effect, I've begun using the free weights that Andrew got me for Christmas and wow my arms are super the sore. That also might be from the twenty minutes of intensive speed bowling on the Wii and the kamikaze boxing session.
You know, I think we could probably put a dent in America's "obesity epidemic" if we just handed out a bunch of Wii's. I swear, I work up more of a sweat and get my heart rate up faster with that thing than even walking.
In other news: my closet is clean. I sort of stood in front of it this morning and marveled at it. A clean closet. It's a rare and short lived creature, but still. It's freaking clean.
Besides I think I need to vary my exercising some more, since it doesn't seem to be having the results that I would like even though I'm walking three miles every morning and am planning on upping it to 3.5 and then 4 miles.
So, to that effect, I've begun using the free weights that Andrew got me for Christmas and wow my arms are super the sore. That also might be from the twenty minutes of intensive speed bowling on the Wii and the kamikaze boxing session.
You know, I think we could probably put a dent in America's "obesity epidemic" if we just handed out a bunch of Wii's. I swear, I work up more of a sweat and get my heart rate up faster with that thing than even walking.
In other news: my closet is clean. I sort of stood in front of it this morning and marveled at it. A clean closet. It's a rare and short lived creature, but still. It's freaking clean.
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Date: 14 Jan 2009 14:11 (UTC)no subject
Date: 14 Jan 2009 14:51 (UTC)Brr! I hope you and your fella are keeping nice and warm up there.
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Date: 14 Jan 2009 18:25 (UTC)I spent the last 40 years of my life in sunny California. What the hell made me think moving where there's snow was a good idea?
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Date: 14 Jan 2009 14:39 (UTC)no subject
Date: 14 Jan 2009 14:56 (UTC)INORITE! That's exactly what it's like. It's like they're all "rage, rage against the tidying of shelves!" or something. Our kitchen just DOESN'T STAY CLEAN. I can straighten the place and five minutes later, it's like a goddamn platoon of gnomes with shovels and anger management problems have been up in there.
My desk stays pretty in shape if I make sure to whip it into shape regularly, but damn that kitchen doesn't want to behave.
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Date: 15 Jan 2009 12:16 (UTC)