Yesterday morning when I got up I opted to make use of the fact that after more than two years I had finally bothered to get the code for getting into my apartment complex’s gym after hours a month ago and went in to get a quick workout.
It had been my intention to have this mark the start of two changes in my current workout routine.
The first change would be that I would be adding a third full-body workout to my schedule.
The second would be changing the days on which I engaged in full-body workouts, switching from Friday and Sunday to Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday, putting in morning walks during the rest of the week and changing my Friday and Sundays to either “sleeping in” until five and skipping the workout entirely, or, more likely, doubling up my current Saturday interval workout to fill the gap.
Of course, there are two problems with that.
The first is that the gym at my apartment complex just doesn’t have the necessary equipment for me to get in my full-body workout.
The second, and most insurmountable problem, is a lack of motivation.
I don’t know how I manage to get myself motivated to get up early and go in to workout twice on the weekend, but whatever the case, it’s all but impossible for me to motivate myself to work out once during the week.
Twice? I don’t think so.
So I’m pretty much going to follow the existing schedule and just try really, really hard to motivate myself to add a third workout during the week, albeit one that is a little less intense than the other two, thanks to a lack of equipment (and lower maximum weights on the equipment that is there) in the gym here.
Ah well, it’s not like I’m in training for anything, or am really expecting to get into any sort of phenomenal shape. Basically, I’m really just trying to hold steady and not get any fatter.
The one thing that would really help me out, though, is if I could stop my constant candy machine raids at work. My eating habits are so much healthier (and less voracious) during the week, but as soon as I get to work I’m hungry all frickin’ day, and knowing that those machines are in easy walking distance just makes matters that much worse.
That I no longer have the option of going outside and smoking a cigarette doesn’t help matters either.
In any case, after the workout yesterday I made myself a protein shake breakfast and went for a walk.
Apart from writing my lengthy rant about teaching “Intelligent Design,” there wasn’t much more to my day.
Today was more eventful only because I went in to work for a departmental training. That killed a couple of hours.
Hmm…speaking of yesterday’s rant, I may just have to reconsider my stance on joining organized religions based on this quote from a “Wired” article about Raelians:
"There are a lot of people (at these seminars) who believe in aliens, and all these beautiful women who will have sex with you even though you're a dork," he said. "And that's why most people were there."
I’m a dork, and if it’ll get me some play, I’m perfectly willing to believe in aliens.
At the very least, it beats getting a copy of the “Watch Tower” or the “Book of Mormon,” or even a Jack T. Chick Tract.
Honestly, a while back a bunch of Raelian chicks posed for “Playboy,” and I have to say that they were a lot hotter than, for example, most of the Presbyterians I’ve ever seen.
Of course, Raelism, or whatever you’d call it, is a cult, not a religion.
At least, that’s what all of the other cults…I mean, religions will tell you. After all, they must be a cult because they have weird beliefs that are impossible to prove and they try to bilk people out of money and… well, the reasons why they’re a cult and not a religion aren’t important.
Once I got home from today’s training I resolved to finally watch “Kill Bill Vol. 2.” Meh. I wasn’t that impressed by “Vol. 1,” so no surprises in my reaction. It was okay, just nothing special. The only reason I ever bought the first one is that Video Warehouse sells previously-viewed DVDs for $12.99 or two for $19.99. The “twofer” deal is a hard one to pass up, so when I was buying some other movie (don’t remember which), I grabbed “Vol. 1” to make it two. So, since I had that, I eventually bought “Vol. 2.”
Yesterday morning when I was walking I went past an area where all of the landscaping guys who keep Ashburn looking so green and pretty had sort of a “staging area” on side of the road. A woman pulled up alongside the supervisor who had just pulled up in his truck and asked him if he knew where Trailside Park was.
He didn’t (nor did I, though she didn’t ask me), and she was forced to try to find it on her own.
I couldn’t help but think that in the age of Mapqquest and Google Maps there’s no reason to have to resort to asking random people for directions.(FYI: I just found Trailside Park. That took like a minute.)
There is a school of thought that suggests that the Internet is fundamentally changing the way people think.
Committing information to memory, for example, is not nearly as important as knowing how to search for information. After all, why bother memorizing things when you can just Google it when you need to know it?
I think, as evidenced by the woman finding directions the old-fashioned way, that it will take some time for some of these fundamental changes to take place, but I think that there are definite signs of it happening.
What it probably all boils down to, though, is people just getting dumber and lazier.
Won’t that be fun?
In any case, that’s going to do it for this entry. I may be back later.
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