YEAH!
Monday night rocked because:
a. Sleep watch came
b. Roommate got an ipod touch and gave me a new toy to aspire to
c. Evan got a webcam and I got to see his Evany face and Norah's Norahy face, too. And also Edward's face, which is basically just a cat's face who hates Kate.
d. WORKED THE EFF OUT! All my workout friends better be mighty proud of me. I ran 2k (yeah, machines are all in metric. Thats fun, let me tell you), I elliptical-ed, I did core exercises on the ball. And as I left the gym, all was merry and bright...until I got home and the jello-muscle syndrome kicked in; you know, the wobbly, useless after-workout feeling that lets you know you'll be s-o-r-e the next day.
What a great Monday! Dublin, I requested and you delivered! And hey, you may have pissed down rain on me the entire way to work this morning, but at least you gave me a really nice Monday night.
So, a couple of observations:
1. Sleep Watch will only meet you halfway. Sleep Watch does not help those who do not help themselves. Ergo, if you tell Sleep Watch that it can wake you up between 6:45 and 7:15am, and it beeps at 6:57, you should probablly take it at it's word that it's time to get up. I was not so wise. I got up, I looked around, I saw the time....and I headed back to bed for another 15 minutes, which turned into 20, which turned into 30 and me being late for work. Sleep Watch, how did you know that I'd go back to bed and wake up more tired than ever? I promise to be more attentive tomorrow, buddy.
2. Core exercies: Weird-looking activities that place participants in the goofiest of poses for extended periods of time. Core exercies should be relegated to a dark, dank corner of the gym, which is true in the case of my new gym. My dark dank corner also includes a Russian guy in a 3-piece suit who does weird stretches in the mirror that cause him to sweat buckets. But even despite Russian guy, I'll take the black sheep core exercise corner, because I HATE people who lunge walk through the middle of the gym, or do strange exercises on the big exercise ball right next to your elliptical. It's cool: Place us weird core people in the corner. It's the way nature intended.
Okee dok', that's all the fodder one Monday evening can provide. I'm off to have my tuna fish sandwich on pita. "Yum-a-doo!"
Monday night rocked because:
a. Sleep watch came
b. Roommate got an ipod touch and gave me a new toy to aspire to
c. Evan got a webcam and I got to see his Evany face and Norah's Norahy face, too. And also Edward's face, which is basically just a cat's face who hates Kate.
d. WORKED THE EFF OUT! All my workout friends better be mighty proud of me. I ran 2k (yeah, machines are all in metric. Thats fun, let me tell you), I elliptical-ed, I did core exercises on the ball. And as I left the gym, all was merry and bright...until I got home and the jello-muscle syndrome kicked in; you know, the wobbly, useless after-workout feeling that lets you know you'll be s-o-r-e the next day.
What a great Monday! Dublin, I requested and you delivered! And hey, you may have pissed down rain on me the entire way to work this morning, but at least you gave me a really nice Monday night.
So, a couple of observations:
1. Sleep Watch will only meet you halfway. Sleep Watch does not help those who do not help themselves. Ergo, if you tell Sleep Watch that it can wake you up between 6:45 and 7:15am, and it beeps at 6:57, you should probablly take it at it's word that it's time to get up. I was not so wise. I got up, I looked around, I saw the time....and I headed back to bed for another 15 minutes, which turned into 20, which turned into 30 and me being late for work. Sleep Watch, how did you know that I'd go back to bed and wake up more tired than ever? I promise to be more attentive tomorrow, buddy.
2. Core exercies: Weird-looking activities that place participants in the goofiest of poses for extended periods of time. Core exercies should be relegated to a dark, dank corner of the gym, which is true in the case of my new gym. My dark dank corner also includes a Russian guy in a 3-piece suit who does weird stretches in the mirror that cause him to sweat buckets. But even despite Russian guy, I'll take the black sheep core exercise corner, because I HATE people who lunge walk through the middle of the gym, or do strange exercises on the big exercise ball right next to your elliptical. It's cool: Place us weird core people in the corner. It's the way nature intended.
Okee dok', that's all the fodder one Monday evening can provide. I'm off to have my tuna fish sandwich on pita. "Yum-a-doo!"
Hi Kerry, its Uncle Matt...this is the first time I have look at your blog...I am quite impressed. We hope all is well...it looks like from your calendar you moved? Did I read that right?
ReplyDeleteWe really enjoyed seeing you over Christmas, wish we could have seen you more but we knew you had alot going on when you were home. Take care, keep us posted. Love U Matt, A. Elizabeth and kidlets..neat to see exact time in Ireland...