Monday, March 31, 2008
My weekend
Mellow Friday night. Some folks went over to Emma's new place to watch a movie, we decided on Zodiac. We didn't end up putting it on until a little after 11 p.m. so needless to say I was out just after midnight. God I'm getting old.
I slept in on Saturday, regardless of my training plans. My sister picked me up and drove me to the East Bay for my Dad's birthday. It was really nice to hang with my parents. My Dad beat me in Foosball for the first time in like, five years or so. We ate lots and lots of good lamb, spanakopita, grilled eggplant, skordalia, Greek salad, and other delicious goodies that my Mom has perfected over the years. For desert we had chocolate cake, which I actually waited to eat for breakfast instead, and peanut butter and chocolate ice cream. MMMMMMMHHHHMMMM.
Anyway, that night I had more Becky dreams and woke up in the middle of the night. I was crying and felt like I was being strangled. It was weird.
Sunday I got my taxes done...looking forward to using the money I get back for my trip to Greece. Sunday was also Emma's 2nd dirty-flirty-thirtieth birthday celebration in DP. There was pinatas, BBQ, candy, cake, shotgunning beer, blankets, presents and good times all around. Sunday night was another mellow one. Emma and I decided to spend the evening cuddled up on the sofa with a Mr. Eddie Murphy. Once it was time for sleep we went to my house with Buddy and passed out. I woke up this morning with Buddy curled by my side of the bed and something someone had fed him at the BBQ laying at the foot of the bed, his usual spot. It was pretty nasty and I could tell he was feeling guilty/ashamed as well as still feeling a little bit sick. Poor guy and thanks Emma for being a champ and taking care of it.
That's it, that is my weekend update.
Things to look forward to:
Training at the end of each day
Rafting at the end of this week
Mexico at the end of this month
My beautiful girl every single day.
I slept in on Saturday, regardless of my training plans. My sister picked me up and drove me to the East Bay for my Dad's birthday. It was really nice to hang with my parents. My Dad beat me in Foosball for the first time in like, five years or so. We ate lots and lots of good lamb, spanakopita, grilled eggplant, skordalia, Greek salad, and other delicious goodies that my Mom has perfected over the years. For desert we had chocolate cake, which I actually waited to eat for breakfast instead, and peanut butter and chocolate ice cream. MMMMMMMHHHHMMMM.
Anyway, that night I had more Becky dreams and woke up in the middle of the night. I was crying and felt like I was being strangled. It was weird.
Sunday I got my taxes done...looking forward to using the money I get back for my trip to Greece. Sunday was also Emma's 2nd dirty-flirty-thirtieth birthday celebration in DP. There was pinatas, BBQ, candy, cake, shotgunning beer, blankets, presents and good times all around. Sunday night was another mellow one. Emma and I decided to spend the evening cuddled up on the sofa with a Mr. Eddie Murphy. Once it was time for sleep we went to my house with Buddy and passed out. I woke up this morning with Buddy curled by my side of the bed and something someone had fed him at the BBQ laying at the foot of the bed, his usual spot. It was pretty nasty and I could tell he was feeling guilty/ashamed as well as still feeling a little bit sick. Poor guy and thanks Emma for being a champ and taking care of it.
That's it, that is my weekend update.
Things to look forward to:
Training at the end of each day
Rafting at the end of this week
Mexico at the end of this month
My beautiful girl every single day.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Today's thoughts
Morning weight: 194 lbs.
I went into training last night and ended up feeling so good after one class that I decided to stick around for a second. One of the boys that has a fight coming up approached me and told me that I looked like I had good technique and power. That was a bit of an ego boost. I have been thinking more and more about the possibility of setting up a fight. The years are slipping by and I'd love to get in there and give it a go again.
After training I went over to my friend Sterling's house to look at a table that he made. Super quality, super stylish and classy looking and the craftsmanship is really great. We talked about all the ways that you can join wood together. I love that stuff. I wish I had time to pursue it as a hobby.
I was home around 9:30 and asleep before I knew it. I had awful dreams about my best friend Becky last night. In one of the dreams we needed to transport her and so I carried her body up several flights of stairs and out onto the roof where a helicopter was waiting. We were flying though some crazy mountains, flying really close to land. As we swooped down into this valley a gust of wind caught us just before we touched ground and tilted the helicopter until the blade shattered against the ground. We landed on our right side and all the doors flew open and Becky's body fell out and was crumpled half inside and half on the ground. I was yelling at the pilot and pilots assistant for them to help me because there was a fire in the helicopter but they just looked at me and said 'why, she doesn't have any feelings.' and then ran from the wreck.
I know I had a second dream but can't recall it right now. I know that Becky's spirit was in my room and I know that I was woken up by something pushing on both of my eyelids. I shot straight up in bed. I also cried a bit in my sleep. I know because I woke myself up sobbing a couple of times.
I feel her absence more and more each day. I think that maybe I immediately went straight into thinking about the logistics of her passing. People said I was being strong, but I think I was just thinking logically about next steps and actions that needed to happen. Now that all the actions that needed to happen, the last being her bench memorial, are happening I have time to think about her, about where she is or isn't. I hate the cliche saying but it's true, not a day goes by that I don't think about her, that I don't miss her, that I don't need her.
I went into training last night and ended up feeling so good after one class that I decided to stick around for a second. One of the boys that has a fight coming up approached me and told me that I looked like I had good technique and power. That was a bit of an ego boost. I have been thinking more and more about the possibility of setting up a fight. The years are slipping by and I'd love to get in there and give it a go again.
After training I went over to my friend Sterling's house to look at a table that he made. Super quality, super stylish and classy looking and the craftsmanship is really great. We talked about all the ways that you can join wood together. I love that stuff. I wish I had time to pursue it as a hobby.
I was home around 9:30 and asleep before I knew it. I had awful dreams about my best friend Becky last night. In one of the dreams we needed to transport her and so I carried her body up several flights of stairs and out onto the roof where a helicopter was waiting. We were flying though some crazy mountains, flying really close to land. As we swooped down into this valley a gust of wind caught us just before we touched ground and tilted the helicopter until the blade shattered against the ground. We landed on our right side and all the doors flew open and Becky's body fell out and was crumpled half inside and half on the ground. I was yelling at the pilot and pilots assistant for them to help me because there was a fire in the helicopter but they just looked at me and said 'why, she doesn't have any feelings.' and then ran from the wreck.
I know I had a second dream but can't recall it right now. I know that Becky's spirit was in my room and I know that I was woken up by something pushing on both of my eyelids. I shot straight up in bed. I also cried a bit in my sleep. I know because I woke myself up sobbing a couple of times.
I feel her absence more and more each day. I think that maybe I immediately went straight into thinking about the logistics of her passing. People said I was being strong, but I think I was just thinking logically about next steps and actions that needed to happen. Now that all the actions that needed to happen, the last being her bench memorial, are happening I have time to think about her, about where she is or isn't. I hate the cliche saying but it's true, not a day goes by that I don't think about her, that I don't miss her, that I don't need her.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Second day on track
Morning Weight: 196 lbs
Breakfast: 2 Eggs over easy
Snack: 2 pieces of dark chocolate, 1 string cheese
Lunch: Kashi frozen entree (lemon grass chicken or something) 300 cal
Dinner: 1 hard boiled egg and some pollo asada
Training last night, boy did I feel the last two weeks weighing on me. I felt heavy, weak, sluggish, puke-ish, and just plain sorry. I think I am going to go to a cross fit/circuit training class tonight to try to get up my reaction time, speed and strength. Apparently cross fit is supposed to be incredible for strength and explosive power. I want to work it into my regular routine.
Yesterday, on my lunch break, I rode my bike over to a studio off of Sutter and Mason and did a quick photo shoot with my brother, Emma, Azikiwee, Sylvia and some other people for the new D-Structure catalog. I only got to model one thing so I don't know if I'll make the cut. I hope I do. I hope I don't look dumb....but whatever.
So far I have been doing my Greek lessons every morning and then reviewing every night. I am still in chapter one but I'm on lesson 5. It's mostly vocabulary, numbers and really simple sentences. I hope I can keep up this pace so that I know what I am talking about when I'm actually in Greece. I want to be able to talk to my little cousins/nieces and nephews.
Breakfast: 2 Eggs over easy
Snack: 2 pieces of dark chocolate, 1 string cheese
Lunch: Kashi frozen entree (lemon grass chicken or something) 300 cal
Dinner: 1 hard boiled egg and some pollo asada
Training last night, boy did I feel the last two weeks weighing on me. I felt heavy, weak, sluggish, puke-ish, and just plain sorry. I think I am going to go to a cross fit/circuit training class tonight to try to get up my reaction time, speed and strength. Apparently cross fit is supposed to be incredible for strength and explosive power. I want to work it into my regular routine.
Yesterday, on my lunch break, I rode my bike over to a studio off of Sutter and Mason and did a quick photo shoot with my brother, Emma, Azikiwee, Sylvia and some other people for the new D-Structure catalog. I only got to model one thing so I don't know if I'll make the cut. I hope I do. I hope I don't look dumb....but whatever.
So far I have been doing my Greek lessons every morning and then reviewing every night. I am still in chapter one but I'm on lesson 5. It's mostly vocabulary, numbers and really simple sentences. I hope I can keep up this pace so that I know what I am talking about when I'm actually in Greece. I want to be able to talk to my little cousins/nieces and nephews.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Back to the routine
Breakfast: 1/3 cup of whole grain cereal, 1/3 cup of soy milk and 1 small organic-free range-vegan-extra soy-tofu-seedling muffin (like 1/4 the size of a regular muffin)
Snacks: Some really sugary dried peaches, raspberries, and mandarin oranges, and two fresh cuties.
Lunch: I might actually go out to lunch with my boss's today. If that happens it will probably be at Kokkari. I am so excited about this I can't even tell you. If that doesn't happen though I will eat what I cooked this morning which is a roasted chicken thigh sprinkled with herbs, garlic and lemon. MMMMMMMM....
Dinner: Harrumph. I don't know yet.
I start training again today. I will probably go relatively light, maybe go for a run afterwards too.
Snacks: Some really sugary dried peaches, raspberries, and mandarin oranges, and two fresh cuties.
Lunch: I might actually go out to lunch with my boss's today. If that happens it will probably be at Kokkari. I am so excited about this I can't even tell you. If that doesn't happen though I will eat what I cooked this morning which is a roasted chicken thigh sprinkled with herbs, garlic and lemon. MMMMMMMM....
Dinner: Harrumph. I don't know yet.
I start training again today. I will probably go relatively light, maybe go for a run afterwards too.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
My Ideal Day
This is what I'd love for my days itinerary to look like...
6:30- Wake up. (I am working towards this, however this is proving harder than it seems)
6:45-7:30- Stretch and run around the hood.
7:30-8:15- Greek lessons.
8:15- Shower.
8:50- Bike to work.
workworkworkworkworkwork
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5:30- Outta work and on my bike on my way to Fairtex.
5:45-6:30- Warm up and weights.
6:30-8:30- Muay Thai
9:00-10:45 At home doing Greek lessons/playing with Emma/reading.
11pm-... Cuddling with my GF.
And then I'd love to wake up and do it all over again.
6:30- Wake up. (I am working towards this, however this is proving harder than it seems)
6:45-7:30- Stretch and run around the hood.
7:30-8:15- Greek lessons.
8:15- Shower.
8:50- Bike to work.
workworkworkworkworkwork
workworkworkworkworkwork
workworkworkworkworkwork
5:30- Outta work and on my bike on my way to Fairtex.
5:45-6:30- Warm up and weights.
6:30-8:30- Muay Thai
9:00-10:45 At home doing Greek lessons/playing with Emma/reading.
11pm-... Cuddling with my GF.
And then I'd love to wake up and do it all over again.
Neighborhood!!!!
My neighborhood is really coming together. Steve has been there forever but he and Brenda just moved into a new apartment together. Dempsey is literally around the corner. My brother and Jonathan Wright live just a few blocks away, Brett lives down the street, Azikiwee and Tamsen live just down the block, and guess what?!@?!?!?!!?!?! Emma just moved 1, yup, thats right, 1 block away. I am so, so, so, so excited.
She moved in with two dudes. These guys seem really rad. We all hung out the other night talking about how they are going to set up the apartment. One thing that is really weird, and to be honest, I wasn't sure how I was going to feel about this, is that Emma moved into the apartment directly below the one my best friend Becky lived in when she first moved out the the city. This was when we were BF/GF. But being there the other night felt good. Not weird at all. It actually made me feel really good. Now I have so many more great memories to look forward to coming from that block.
She moved in with two dudes. These guys seem really rad. We all hung out the other night talking about how they are going to set up the apartment. One thing that is really weird, and to be honest, I wasn't sure how I was going to feel about this, is that Emma moved into the apartment directly below the one my best friend Becky lived in when she first moved out the the city. This was when we were BF/GF. But being there the other night felt good. Not weird at all. It actually made me feel really good. Now I have so many more great memories to look forward to coming from that block.
Unhealthy Equations
When I am sick, I eat. When I eat, I eat a lot. When I eat a lot, I get pissed at myself and I toss out all the work I have been doing to try to drop weight.
This morning I weighed myself and guess what?? Last weeks sick spell along with skipping training and eating myself silly, I have regained the weight I was losing. I am now, as of 8:00 am this morning, back up to 198 lbs.
Guess what else?? I woke up feeling much better than I did yesterday. I still have a bit of a cough but at least I have my energy back. I think I will hold off on any official training until maybe Wednesday or Thursday.
So far today I have eaten...
Breakfast: 1 Banana
Snack: 1/2 cup of sticky rice, 4 clementines (3 are still waiting to be eaten), and 1 more banana
Lunch: 2 tomatoes with crumbled feta cheese and salt and pepper
Dinner: Left overs from my sisters Birthday (corned beef and veggies) How Irish is that???
The possibility of going on a run tonight with Dempsey is pretty good.
This morning I weighed myself and guess what?? Last weeks sick spell along with skipping training and eating myself silly, I have regained the weight I was losing. I am now, as of 8:00 am this morning, back up to 198 lbs.
Guess what else?? I woke up feeling much better than I did yesterday. I still have a bit of a cough but at least I have my energy back. I think I will hold off on any official training until maybe Wednesday or Thursday.
So far today I have eaten...
Breakfast: 1 Banana
Snack: 1/2 cup of sticky rice, 4 clementines (3 are still waiting to be eaten), and 1 more banana
Lunch: 2 tomatoes with crumbled feta cheese and salt and pepper
Dinner: Left overs from my sisters Birthday (corned beef and veggies) How Irish is that???
The possibility of going on a run tonight with Dempsey is pretty good.
Monday, March 17, 2008
I feel sick...
I haven't trained in almost two weeks. I feel fat, lazy, slow, tight, and sick as hell. I have been sitting at my desk coughing and sneezing and moping and being a total useless wad and I really just want to go home and crawl into bed. See you tomorrow. Lets hope for a better day.
Sunday, March 16, 2008
Friends of the River Festival
Well, I have absolutely no idea what to say. It was really weird. The highs were seeing Mike from PRS (Pacific River Supply), and seeing people who I knew not to be hot shit boating acting like hot shit boaters. The lows, well, it was in a high school parking lot/gymnasium, people acting like hot shit boaters, quality and variety of boats and gear for sale wasn't up to par, and the turnout. The turnout was fine in terms of numbers, but man do outdoorsy people annoy me. I don't care how outdoorsy I get, you cannot convince me that Aftican tribe shirts will be hot this summer. Ah, enough with the critizism. It was great doing the 80 to 50 drive and hanging with Yukihiro. Overall, I'd say that I would definitely do it again granted I didn't have anything better to do that day....and almost anything would be better to do.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Friends of the River...
From FOR...
Hello all past voluteers
Good news! Friends of the River is bringing back the one-and-only California
Rivers Festival, the awesome annual event held each year when the snow
begins to melt and the rivers start to rise. Even better news: admission is
**free**!
Mark your calendars for Saturday, March 15 and spread the word to fellow
boaters about this great opportunity to see old friends, check out the
latest gear, find deals at the swap meet, and get the latest on what you can
do to help save the rivers you love.
The festival will be in the Sacramento area on Saturday, March 15, 2008,
from 10:00 am to 6:00 p.m. at the Waldorf School in Fair Oaks, overlooking
the American River.
Festival Highlights:
* A chance to see old friends and find new boating buddies!
* A pavilion full of the latest kayak and whitewater gear from your
favorite retailers.
* Swap meet -- buy and sell used boats and gear.
* Live and silent auction with loads of great gear, including a 12¹
Hyside cataraft, a 14-foot Aire Tributary raft and hardshell kayaks!
* Seminars and workshops, such as the state of the delta and levee
system from experts who know, fly tying and flycasting, a slide show from
the Blue Nile in Africa and how to organize an international expedition
trip, how to pack and plan for an expedition trip, a new run on the North
Fork American, trouble on the Tuolumne, how to have "Deep Fun" on any river
trip, and lots more!
* The California Rivers Festival Art Gallery with three extraordinary
nature photographers exhibiting their river, flyfishing and nature
photography and showing and discussing their work and craft.
* Adventure films, live entertainment and delectable edibles.
Visit the Festival site www.californiariversfestival.org for
up-to-the-minute info about items in the auction and swap meet, and for more
details about the workshops, films and other activities.
A big thanks to our California Rivers Festival sponsors and donors: Aire,
All Outdoors, California Canoe and Kayak, Clif Bar, Clavey River Equipment,
Current Adventures, Hyside, Jack¹s Plastic Welding, K-Bill D.J. Services,
Kokotat, Maravia, Northwest River Supplies, Pacific River Supply, Patagonia,
The River Store, Seal Line, Sierra Mac, Sierra Nevada House, Sierra Outdoor
Center, Sotar, Teva, Tributary.
Directions to the Waldorf School: located at 3750 Bannister Road, Fair Oaks.
From US-50 towards Placerville, take the Sunrise Blvd. exit (exit 18) and
turn left at the light onto Sunrise toward Fair Oaks. After crossing the
American River, turn left onto Fair Oaks Blvd. Turn left onto Bannister
Road. From I-80, take the Elkhorn Blvd. exit (exit 98) toward Greenback
Lane. Turn left on CR-E14 (Elkhorn Blvd.) and continue for 2.5 miles. Turn
right onto San Juan Ave and proceed 3 miles. Turn left onto Fair Oaks
Blvd., then right onto Bannister Rd.
River Festival
Thank You Mark
Things I have put inside of me today
Breakfast: 1 egg, over easy with shredded cheese on top
Snack: 3 clementines
Lunch: 2 salmon burger patties, 1 sliced tomatoe topped with Feta, salt and pepper and 1 string cheese
Snack: 2 clementines and a cookie thing
Dinner: 2 salmon patties, and something else. I don't know yet, but I am sure I will eat something else with it.
I'd like to cook some chicken tonight so that I will have it to eat tomorrow. We'll see. I need to defrost it. My last roasted chicken turned out phenomenally.
Ena
Dio
Tria
Tessera
Pente
Hexi
Hepta
Okto
Ennea
Deca
Snack: 3 clementines
Lunch: 2 salmon burger patties, 1 sliced tomatoe topped with Feta, salt and pepper and 1 string cheese
Snack: 2 clementines and a cookie thing
Dinner: 2 salmon patties, and something else. I don't know yet, but I am sure I will eat something else with it.
I'd like to cook some chicken tonight so that I will have it to eat tomorrow. We'll see. I need to defrost it. My last roasted chicken turned out phenomenally.
Ena
Dio
Tria
Tessera
Pente
Hexi
Hepta
Okto
Ennea
Deca
Things you probably would have been better off not knowing.
This morning I woke up and weighed myself. The scale showed 195.2, which is about 6 or seven pounds above where I'd like to be. But then I thought to myself; "I haven't done my morning duty." So I hop back on the scale post duty and weigh myself again, guess what the scale shows this time...192. Hooray.
Issue number two, numero dos, dio. Well, lately I have been fighting off this cold. It has kept me from training all week. It's not bad, I just have a slight runny nose in the mornings and evenings and I feel a bit tired. The part that really gets me though, is this damn cough. It's a dry cough that hits heavy in the evening and even heavier in the mornings. For the past four or five mornings I have been waking up and feeling like my throat has turned into beef jerky. It literally feels like I have been eating sand and inhaling the desert. Out of pure frustration I have been, while in the shower, spending a lot of time and effort trying to relieve this frustration by coughing like crazy. It didn't help the first time, but then yesterday and today something weird happened. I started coughing up these little bits of flem or something. It felt like cartilage. They were hard and white and damn painful to cough up. Anyway, it seems that I may be beating this thing as my energy level is up today and the cough is becoming looser.
Issue number two, numero dos, dio. Well, lately I have been fighting off this cold. It has kept me from training all week. It's not bad, I just have a slight runny nose in the mornings and evenings and I feel a bit tired. The part that really gets me though, is this damn cough. It's a dry cough that hits heavy in the evening and even heavier in the mornings. For the past four or five mornings I have been waking up and feeling like my throat has turned into beef jerky. It literally feels like I have been eating sand and inhaling the desert. Out of pure frustration I have been, while in the shower, spending a lot of time and effort trying to relieve this frustration by coughing like crazy. It didn't help the first time, but then yesterday and today something weird happened. I started coughing up these little bits of flem or something. It felt like cartilage. They were hard and white and damn painful to cough up. Anyway, it seems that I may be beating this thing as my energy level is up today and the cough is becoming looser.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Trips
So I have been talking a little bit about it, but I cannot tell you how excited I am to be going to Yelapa. I leave on April 22nd and return on the 28th. I just can't wait. I will finally have a bit more mishaps and adventures to write about.
And then guess what....I just bought a ticket to Greece. I will be there for two weeks. Short time, I know. My brother and I will finally get to go and have our Greece trip that we have been talking about for years and years. I seriously cannot think of a time in our lives where we haven't had this plan in our heads. The brothers in Greece. God it's going to be so amazing.
And then guess what....I just bought a ticket to Greece. I will be there for two weeks. Short time, I know. My brother and I will finally get to go and have our Greece trip that we have been talking about for years and years. I seriously cannot think of a time in our lives where we haven't had this plan in our heads. The brothers in Greece. God it's going to be so amazing.
Feeling Heavy
Morning Weight: 195
Breakfast: 1 soft boiled egg
Snack: 2 clementines
Lunch: 1 Sliced tomato topped with salt, pepper and Feta cheese
Snack: 2 clementines
Dinner:
Well, ever since last Thursday I have been feeling weak willed. I guess it all starts when you have a friend in town and you can think of nothing better than to eat and drink in the Lower Haight. This occurred every night for until Monday morning. Lets see, things I consumed.
Beer....lots of beer.
Lamb schawarma.
Beer.
Rosamunde Sausage with sourcrout and hot peppers.
That whole thing I wrote about on Saturday for Emma's 30th birthday.
Wine...lots of wine.
Biscuits and gravy, eggs, sausage, and cookies.
Mimosa's.
Cookies.
Blackberry ice cream. I ate a half gallon of this in one sitting. It was so creamy and delicious. I just couldn't pull my spoon away. Boy did my belly hurt that night. Full on cramps and sweats and tossing and turning ensued.
Breakfast: 1 soft boiled egg
Snack: 2 clementines
Lunch: 1 Sliced tomato topped with salt, pepper and Feta cheese
Snack: 2 clementines
Dinner:
Well, ever since last Thursday I have been feeling weak willed. I guess it all starts when you have a friend in town and you can think of nothing better than to eat and drink in the Lower Haight. This occurred every night for until Monday morning. Lets see, things I consumed.
Beer....lots of beer.
Lamb schawarma.
Beer.
Rosamunde Sausage with sourcrout and hot peppers.
That whole thing I wrote about on Saturday for Emma's 30th birthday.
Wine...lots of wine.
Biscuits and gravy, eggs, sausage, and cookies.
Mimosa's.
Cookies.
Blackberry ice cream. I ate a half gallon of this in one sitting. It was so creamy and delicious. I just couldn't pull my spoon away. Boy did my belly hurt that night. Full on cramps and sweats and tossing and turning ensued.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
I have nothing else to write about, so...
I will tell you about what I ate today so far.
Breakfast: 1 soft boiled egg topped with some sriracha
Have you tried the garlic one yet??? It's so, so, so good.
Lunch: Our office manager put in an order for more cereal/granola bars/cookies and other assorted goodies from Kashi but Kellog's, Kashi's parent company, decided to send us two giant boxes of veggie sausage burgers. So, since they are taking up space in the freezer I figured I'd chip in and eat some. So for lunch put me down for 4 veggie sausage burger patties. I might be going back for more.
Looks enticing doesn't it.
Snack: Lets see, for a snack I've had two little vanilla lemon cookies. Probably could have done with out those but really, when was the last time you saw me refuse free food??
Dinner: Who knows?? I'll probably end up eating what ever they are serving at the EDF (Environmental Defense Fund) office open house party.
Breakfast: 1 soft boiled egg topped with some sriracha
Have you tried the garlic one yet??? It's so, so, so good.
Lunch: Our office manager put in an order for more cereal/granola bars/cookies and other assorted goodies from Kashi but Kellog's, Kashi's parent company, decided to send us two giant boxes of veggie sausage burgers. So, since they are taking up space in the freezer I figured I'd chip in and eat some. So for lunch put me down for 4 veggie sausage burger patties. I might be going back for more.
Looks enticing doesn't it.
Snack: Lets see, for a snack I've had two little vanilla lemon cookies. Probably could have done with out those but really, when was the last time you saw me refuse free food??
Dinner: Who knows?? I'll probably end up eating what ever they are serving at the EDF (Environmental Defense Fund) office open house party.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
down and out....for the time being
I am feeling a bit under the weather right now. I don't know if it is this damn cough that I am still trying to fight off, or the weather or, I don't know. I am just feeling really unmotivated. I haven't gone to training since last Thursday. I've been eating like crazy. I have been spending way too much money on food.
That's it. This week I am getting back on my spending schedule, $120/week.
I am getting back on my eating schedule.
I am going to start running at 7:00 a.m. everyday....maybe.
My energy is lagging and I need to do something to stimulate my brain. Now that the weather is getting better I have sailing on the brain. To me, there is nothing better than learning a good hard skill. Excuse me while I tute my own horn for a second, I need it. Here is a short list of the hard skills I have learned: Greek Dancing, Muay Thai, Rafting, Knots, Bouldering, Scuba Diving, Swift Water Rescue, Wilderness First Aid, and CPR.
When ever I get down on myself my Dad would always find a way to get me back on top. If I was hurt or bummed or sad he would usually play and joke and hug and tickle me. Of coarse I hated him for the first minute but eventually he would get me laughing hysterically again. Or when ever I was showing any signs of giving up he would always remind me about how I never thought I would learn to tie my shoe laces. He always goes back to that example, I don't know, I guess I had a really hard time with that. Anyway, this has been a rant, a reminiscence and completely devoid of focus. Well, I'm off now.
That's it. This week I am getting back on my spending schedule, $120/week.
I am getting back on my eating schedule.
I am going to start running at 7:00 a.m. everyday....maybe.
My energy is lagging and I need to do something to stimulate my brain. Now that the weather is getting better I have sailing on the brain. To me, there is nothing better than learning a good hard skill. Excuse me while I tute my own horn for a second, I need it. Here is a short list of the hard skills I have learned: Greek Dancing, Muay Thai, Rafting, Knots, Bouldering, Scuba Diving, Swift Water Rescue, Wilderness First Aid, and CPR.
When ever I get down on myself my Dad would always find a way to get me back on top. If I was hurt or bummed or sad he would usually play and joke and hug and tickle me. Of coarse I hated him for the first minute but eventually he would get me laughing hysterically again. Or when ever I was showing any signs of giving up he would always remind me about how I never thought I would learn to tie my shoe laces. He always goes back to that example, I don't know, I guess I had a really hard time with that. Anyway, this has been a rant, a reminiscence and completely devoid of focus. Well, I'm off now.
Monday, March 10, 2008
My lord, what a weekend...
Emma turns____ and I show her how much I love her by eating and drinking everything in sight. Really though, What an amazing weekend. It was Emma's birthday weekend, so I wanted it to be special.
Friday night we had a cozy night of snuggling on her couch and watching the last episode of Magnum p.i. This was followed by even more snuggles and some weird dreams.
Saturday morning it was rise and shine bright and early. Emma, unfortunately had to go to work, but luckily only for a couple of clients. While she was gone, I re-watched some Magnum and cleaned house a little bit. I then went on a wonderfully long walk with Budrick. I had a few errands to run and he needed to poo so away we went. I had a full day planned for Emma and I so I picked up some lunch from a Mediterranean restaurant on my way back to her place. I also picked up these dreamily delicious truffles from a cafe near my favorite bike shop. I got four because one just isn't enough. When she got home lunch was all arranged and ready to be devoured, which it was.
From her I told her to pack an overnight bag and to get ready to be pampered. We took a cab downtown to a nice little day spa where we were greeted with a glass of wine. Two sweet looking asian women came out to get us and we were escorted to a lovely part of the building that smelled like flowers and was all candle lit and everything. There we were made to get naked and put on these big, white, fluffy robes. From here we were taken to another room, separately of coarse. I was told to get naked and lie face down. The next two hours were divine. I was rubbed down for one hour with a salt scrub. When I say rubbed down I mean rubbed down. Head to toe, front to back and a little in between too. I felt a little weird when she started to rub my legs down. When she got to my upper thigh and butt she took the sheet that was covering my bits and shoved it into my butt crack. She did it just like I'd imagine she would tuck in her kids. Both hands, fingers stiff, and shove.
Anyway, after this I took a shower. I was kind of confused for a bit. I couldn't get the soap off of my skin. Finally I realized that it wasn't soap, it was that the salt scrub had made me so silky smooth that my skin felt like butter. I couldn't stop touching myself. From the shower it was onto the massage table where a girl with milky hands would caress my body for the next hour. Needless to say we left there floating. From here we caught a cab up to Sutter and Gough. I had made a reservation for dinner and a room at Cafe/hotel Majestic. I had no idea what we were in store for. We dropped our bags in our room and headed for the bar. Vodka and wine ensued. May I just take this moment to tell you how much I love wine...so much.
Soon our table was ready. We were seated in a cozy corner surrounded by old couples and a family (who was soon to be replaced by six old couples, all of which were utterly adorable). Wine and oysters to start. Followed by a mid meal soup of something delicious with something else delicious in it (raw salmon), followed by entree's of (hers) seared ono with oven dried tomatoes and basil, (his) pork loin wrapped in bacon and smothered in something dreamy. Followed by...Oh hell, I was tipsy and practically unconscious from all the body rubbing and wine that all I can remember is that it was so damn good. We were brought little tastes of everything in between coarses and Amy, our server would bring out a different glass of wine for each plate. A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.
We went back up to the room with some more wine and took a wonderful bath. We had plans to play battle ship but those plans were switched with others.
In the morning we walked for what seemed like miles and miles, oh, wait, it was miles and miles. What the hell do you have to do in San Francisco to catch a cab on a Sunday??? Anyway, Sunday was filled with laying down, spooning on the couch, shopping, eating, mimosa's, walking, riding bikes, more truffles, more snuggling and more Magnum p.i.
I beautiful weekend for a beautiful girl.
Friday night we had a cozy night of snuggling on her couch and watching the last episode of Magnum p.i. This was followed by even more snuggles and some weird dreams.
Saturday morning it was rise and shine bright and early. Emma, unfortunately had to go to work, but luckily only for a couple of clients. While she was gone, I re-watched some Magnum and cleaned house a little bit. I then went on a wonderfully long walk with Budrick. I had a few errands to run and he needed to poo so away we went. I had a full day planned for Emma and I so I picked up some lunch from a Mediterranean restaurant on my way back to her place. I also picked up these dreamily delicious truffles from a cafe near my favorite bike shop. I got four because one just isn't enough. When she got home lunch was all arranged and ready to be devoured, which it was.
From her I told her to pack an overnight bag and to get ready to be pampered. We took a cab downtown to a nice little day spa where we were greeted with a glass of wine. Two sweet looking asian women came out to get us and we were escorted to a lovely part of the building that smelled like flowers and was all candle lit and everything. There we were made to get naked and put on these big, white, fluffy robes. From here we were taken to another room, separately of coarse. I was told to get naked and lie face down. The next two hours were divine. I was rubbed down for one hour with a salt scrub. When I say rubbed down I mean rubbed down. Head to toe, front to back and a little in between too. I felt a little weird when she started to rub my legs down. When she got to my upper thigh and butt she took the sheet that was covering my bits and shoved it into my butt crack. She did it just like I'd imagine she would tuck in her kids. Both hands, fingers stiff, and shove.
Anyway, after this I took a shower. I was kind of confused for a bit. I couldn't get the soap off of my skin. Finally I realized that it wasn't soap, it was that the salt scrub had made me so silky smooth that my skin felt like butter. I couldn't stop touching myself. From the shower it was onto the massage table where a girl with milky hands would caress my body for the next hour. Needless to say we left there floating. From here we caught a cab up to Sutter and Gough. I had made a reservation for dinner and a room at Cafe/hotel Majestic. I had no idea what we were in store for. We dropped our bags in our room and headed for the bar. Vodka and wine ensued. May I just take this moment to tell you how much I love wine...so much.
Soon our table was ready. We were seated in a cozy corner surrounded by old couples and a family (who was soon to be replaced by six old couples, all of which were utterly adorable). Wine and oysters to start. Followed by a mid meal soup of something delicious with something else delicious in it (raw salmon), followed by entree's of (hers) seared ono with oven dried tomatoes and basil, (his) pork loin wrapped in bacon and smothered in something dreamy. Followed by...Oh hell, I was tipsy and practically unconscious from all the body rubbing and wine that all I can remember is that it was so damn good. We were brought little tastes of everything in between coarses and Amy, our server would bring out a different glass of wine for each plate. A.M.A.Z.I.N.G.
We went back up to the room with some more wine and took a wonderful bath. We had plans to play battle ship but those plans were switched with others.
In the morning we walked for what seemed like miles and miles, oh, wait, it was miles and miles. What the hell do you have to do in San Francisco to catch a cab on a Sunday??? Anyway, Sunday was filled with laying down, spooning on the couch, shopping, eating, mimosa's, walking, riding bikes, more truffles, more snuggling and more Magnum p.i.
I beautiful weekend for a beautiful girl.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Friday.7.March.2008
Morning weight.....blegh.
Currently: At work. Shoes off. Chinese food for breakfast. Won ton soup. Sticky rice. Pork bun. Listening to Tegan and Sera.
Fan on. Wishing I were in bed.
Deep in the back of my head, on the back of my brain I can feel the residual smile from knowing that Muay Thai is better than boxing. Or MMA. It feels like my brain is bending. I love my sport.
When I think of the word comfortable I think of wrinkled covers. Ripples in a bed spread/comforter. Something slept in.
I like camaraderie. There isn't enough of that in my life. It's rare to find a group that can work well together. I often think about the activities I do, my complete dedication, appreciation, and love for them and how that conflicts with the contempt that I have for many of their participants. Rafting=I hate hippies. Climbing=I hate urban hippies even more. Muay Thai=I can't put my finger on who or what they are, but I just don't see myself connecting with any one of them. It has been this way for a long time. Since I was about fourteen. Maybe it is an American thing.
This has been your Friday rant.
My current favorite show: The Contender Asia (you can find it on Veoh)
Currently: At work. Shoes off. Chinese food for breakfast. Won ton soup. Sticky rice. Pork bun. Listening to Tegan and Sera.
Fan on. Wishing I were in bed.
Deep in the back of my head, on the back of my brain I can feel the residual smile from knowing that Muay Thai is better than boxing. Or MMA. It feels like my brain is bending. I love my sport.
When I think of the word comfortable I think of wrinkled covers. Ripples in a bed spread/comforter. Something slept in.
I like camaraderie. There isn't enough of that in my life. It's rare to find a group that can work well together. I often think about the activities I do, my complete dedication, appreciation, and love for them and how that conflicts with the contempt that I have for many of their participants. Rafting=I hate hippies. Climbing=I hate urban hippies even more. Muay Thai=I can't put my finger on who or what they are, but I just don't see myself connecting with any one of them. It has been this way for a long time. Since I was about fourteen. Maybe it is an American thing.
This has been your Friday rant.
My current favorite show: The Contender Asia (you can find it on Veoh)
Thursday, March 6, 2008
An aside
Can I just tell you, you know, just for the sake of telling you, someone, anyone, that I absolutely cannot stand all those little card board, perferated inserts that they put into magazines. I like my magazines clean, neat, and to flip smoothly. I feel that page flippage consistency says a lot about a publication. Consequently so does a forrests worth of little inserts that fall all over my lap when I am flipping through. Get a clue pubs. And stop wasting paper.
Thursday.6.March.2008
Morning weight: 192.5
Breakfast: Grans and yo, what else?? (300 cal)
Lunch: Something with my Mom, don't know yet but I'll tell you when I get back.
Update: I'm back. Oh damn. I just had a full on Chinese feast. The wait staff, yes it took more than one person to bring all of our food, kept saying "Too much food. You order too much food." I think it embarrassed my mom a little bit, but what ever, I now have food for a few days. We ate pork and veggie buns, sweet pork loins, wan tan soup, seaweed fish wraps, minced pork wrapped in egg noodle, lamb (I think they included the esophagus, which, if you've been reading since my Fiji blogs, isn't a big deal), crap dumplings, rice with sausage and pork wrapped in lotus leaves, and some other stuff that I couldn't identify.
DInner: I really want to make these ribs but I keep getting home too late. Damn it, damn it, I want these ribs. Update: After that lunch, I don't think I'll want those ribs any more.
Will I be able to do my evening work out??? We'll see after the jump.....just kidding, there are no jumps on this blog. I just kinda like saying 'after the jump'. But really, we will see if I can roll my lardy butt to training.
Breakfast: Grans and yo, what else?? (300 cal)
Lunch: Something with my Mom, don't know yet but I'll tell you when I get back.
Update: I'm back. Oh damn. I just had a full on Chinese feast. The wait staff, yes it took more than one person to bring all of our food, kept saying "Too much food. You order too much food." I think it embarrassed my mom a little bit, but what ever, I now have food for a few days. We ate pork and veggie buns, sweet pork loins, wan tan soup, seaweed fish wraps, minced pork wrapped in egg noodle, lamb (I think they included the esophagus, which, if you've been reading since my Fiji blogs, isn't a big deal), crap dumplings, rice with sausage and pork wrapped in lotus leaves, and some other stuff that I couldn't identify.
DInner: I really want to make these ribs but I keep getting home too late. Damn it, damn it, I want these ribs. Update: After that lunch, I don't think I'll want those ribs any more.
Will I be able to do my evening work out??? We'll see after the jump.....just kidding, there are no jumps on this blog. I just kinda like saying 'after the jump'. But really, we will see if I can roll my lardy butt to training.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Wednesday.5.March.2008
Morning Weight: 193.5
Breakfast: 1/2 cup granola, 1/2 cup soy milk (250 cal)
Snack: Roasted and salted Seaweed (25 cal), 1 carrot, and a bit of cheese
Lunch: 1 mango, 1 orange, a hand full of almonds, a bit of chocolate, and more cheese
Afternoon whatever: Nothing. Sitting in the sun in the park with Brittany talking about Mexico and traveling.
Dinner: Lamb Schawerma
Evening workout: Lots, I can't remember. 3 rounds Thai pads, 3 rounds holding Thai pads for partner, 1 round leg kick pad, 2 rounds wall mounted pad, 5 rounds jump rope, sit ups and push ups.
Breakfast: 1/2 cup granola, 1/2 cup soy milk (250 cal)
Snack: Roasted and salted Seaweed (25 cal), 1 carrot, and a bit of cheese
Lunch: 1 mango, 1 orange, a hand full of almonds, a bit of chocolate, and more cheese
Afternoon whatever: Nothing. Sitting in the sun in the park with Brittany talking about Mexico and traveling.
Dinner: Lamb Schawerma
Evening workout: Lots, I can't remember. 3 rounds Thai pads, 3 rounds holding Thai pads for partner, 1 round leg kick pad, 2 rounds wall mounted pad, 5 rounds jump rope, sit ups and push ups.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Tuesday.4.March.2008
Lets try not to be such a fat bastard today, shall we.
Morning weight: 195 lbs. surprisingly.
Breakfast: Same old granola and soy milk (approx. 250 cal)
Lunch: Roast chicken thigh and drum stick with roasted veggies.
Afternoon whatever: Jog up the Coit Tower stairs (there are something like 446 of them)
Snack: Girl Scout cookies. Those green little sugar pushers.
Dinner: 2 egg frittata with sauteed onions, spinach, sun dried tomato's and feta
Evening workout: Decline bench sit ups with medicine ball, hanging leg raises, bicep curls, pull ups, tricep push downs, 5 rounds jump rope, 4 rounds Thai pads, hold four rounds Thai pads for my partner, 1 round leg kick pad, jumping lunges, sit ups and push ups.
Morning weight: 195 lbs. surprisingly.
Breakfast: Same old granola and soy milk (approx. 250 cal)
Lunch: Roast chicken thigh and drum stick with roasted veggies.
Afternoon whatever: Jog up the Coit Tower stairs (there are something like 446 of them)
Snack: Girl Scout cookies. Those green little sugar pushers.
Dinner: 2 egg frittata with sauteed onions, spinach, sun dried tomato's and feta
Evening workout: Decline bench sit ups with medicine ball, hanging leg raises, bicep curls, pull ups, tricep push downs, 5 rounds jump rope, 4 rounds Thai pads, hold four rounds Thai pads for my partner, 1 round leg kick pad, jumping lunges, sit ups and push ups.
Monday, March 3, 2008
Monday.3.March.2008
Breakfast: 1/2 cup granola and 1/2 cup soy milk (250 cal)
Lunch: Roasted herb chicken thigh and drumstick and roasted herb vegies
Snack: A handful of lightly salted cashews
Dinner: Ah hell, I really messed this one up. No afternoon excersize, and no evening workout and to top it off, for dinner I had not 1, not 2, but three puff pastry eclaire type things filled to the top with their wonderful vanilla sweet goo. As if matters weren't already bad enough I went ahead and ordered a butt load of popcorn at the movies too. I saw No Country For Old Men, by the way. Beautiful flick.
Evening workout: I already told you, I didn't do squat. You can bet I'll be making that up tomorrow. That's right, I got a 6 a.m. date with the pavement. We'll see how far I can run befor I puke. See you tomorrow.
Lunch: Roasted herb chicken thigh and drumstick and roasted herb vegies
Snack: A handful of lightly salted cashews
Dinner: Ah hell, I really messed this one up. No afternoon excersize, and no evening workout and to top it off, for dinner I had not 1, not 2, but three puff pastry eclaire type things filled to the top with their wonderful vanilla sweet goo. As if matters weren't already bad enough I went ahead and ordered a butt load of popcorn at the movies too. I saw No Country For Old Men, by the way. Beautiful flick.
Evening workout: I already told you, I didn't do squat. You can bet I'll be making that up tomorrow. That's right, I got a 6 a.m. date with the pavement. We'll see how far I can run befor I puke. See you tomorrow.
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