After a eight days in this air cast I can’t honestly say that I think that my foot is getting any better. I know, patience Grasshopper. But I am getting no younger and time is becoming a premium. Worse than that, I’m beginning to wonder if my foot will start to feel better and not when.
Today’s Daily Challenge
Check your toothbrush. If the bristles are bent and frayed, add a new one to your shopping list.
The recommended lifespan for a toothbrush is just three months, but many of us keep using the same old brush for much longer! Toothbrushes become infested with bacteria, bacteria that moves into your mouth. Most is harmless, but over time, more and more gets in there. If you think about what a toothbrush does for a living, you are doing yourself and the toothbrush a favor by moving on.
While I agree with the sentiment I disagree with the “recommended lifespan” for a toothbrush. Just who recommended this lifespan, Procter & Gamble?
George’s Good Time Emporium
After taking a short nap in the Jackmobile, slowly walking a whole six blocks as “exercise”, and then getting a haircut I wobbled over to George’s Bar to meet up for Third Wednesday. Of course I saw ITP-Reader Steve, but also in attendance were ITP-Reader Stacy as well as a gaggle of other old-time hashers. I even manage to see my old pal Harold (aka “BWanA”) and Jill (aka “Supersuck”), who was sporting some hardware that I am sure is old news among the hash.
The evening was quite enjoyable as I had two pints and most of an order for onion rings for dinner. Of course watching the Braves beat my beloved Mets didn’t raise my spirits much, but I am accustom to that feeling being a Mets fan these days.
ITP Flickr Pic
While ITP-Reader Stacy was nice enough to send me a photo of my current “clamp on” which keeps my right foot at about the same height as my left, I failed to transfer it to a place I can access at the moment.
What To Do With Myself Tonight?
My options for entertainment tonight are limited — thanks for that, left foot! Admittedly I have been overindulging in calorie consumption, so my backup plan of trying Gunshow is probably not going to happen.
The East Atlanta Farmers Market is tonight but I don’t know if I will get out of work early enough, or if I will feel like hobbling to or around the dirt while wearing my current “footwear.”
The Mets and Braves play the final game in this series tonight. Attending the game is an option, but there again I’m not sure if I want to hobble around the stadium (or to and from my parking space) in my current condition.
Meh.
I should probably just shut my piehole, mmmm pie, and go straight home, watch some Netflix, and start doing some iOS/Mac development work so that I improve my skill set.
Today’s Personal Project
Figure out what I am going to do tonight. It should probably not involve eating a lot and drinking alcohol — the only two things I tend to do regularly these days.
Stats & Goals
Daily
Current Mood – sad
Current Music – silence at the moment as I prep for a meeting this morning
Website Of The Day – While chatting with a coworker about the whole recent 790 The Zone debacle I mentioned a time when I called that radio station to discuss a game we played as kids in New York called (at least by me) “Hot Beans and Butter.” Searching for this term via Google I landed on this blog post on Two Guys Talking Mets Baseball. Yes, I played Wiffle Ball and SPUD as well.
Mode Of Transportation To Work – my car
Exercise (b)Log – nothing
Morning Weigh-In – not checking
Monthly
Foot Mileage – 0.0 miles
Wheel Mileage – 0.0 miles
Gym Visits – 1 (1 cardio)
Days Of Bed-Making – 0
Vegetarian Meals – 20
Carnivorous Meals – 27
Marta Rides To Work – 0
Bike Rides To Work – 0
June Goals
– get my foot to stop hurting
– return ITP-Reader Martha’s coffee percolator to her

- return ITP-Terri’s crutches to her

- not get sick

- finish at least two of the books I am reading

- take at least one box of things to Goodwill

- post at least ten photos in the blog

- drink a lot less alcohol

- prepare a house repair plan and budget
2013 Goals: Measurable
– Get my weight down to 190 pounds so that I can wear a 36″ waist pants comfortably
– Completely read ten books, audio books permissible
– Dissolve Sharpened Stone
– Save $500 for the sole purpose of donating to charitable organizations of my choice
– Completely run at least one 10k
– Fix all (or at least most) of the things which are wrong with the ITP Estate
2013 Goals: Unmeasurable
– Simplify, simplify, simplify
– Continue backing up all data, including the off-site storage
– Do not create a solution for something which is not a problem
– Eat smaller portions
– Start, and continue, to make my own bread using my bread machine as well as using the technique outlined in Artisan Bread in Five Minutes a Day: The Discovery That Revolutionizes Home Baking
– Read and discard magazines during the month in which they arrive (even digitally)
– Take two real vacations, perhaps one abroad
– Take a more proactive approach to meeting women (read “stop being such a pussy”)
Books I’ve Read/Heard In 2013
- Pages 1.7 for iPad (Timestompers Guide) — by Sean Wells
- 60 Mountain Lion Tips — by David Sparks and Brett Terpstra
- The Power of Habit: Why We Do What We Do in Life and Business — by Charles Duhigg
- The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy — by Douglas Adams
- Amazing Things Will Happen: A Real-World Guide on Achieving Success and Happiness — by CC Chapman
Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]
Lovely to see everyone last night- I missed the hardware on Jill/Harold. Rumor for next 3rd Wednesday is the cheese curds will be back. P.E. also said something about “Christmas in July” but I don’t have any additional info.
I was surprised my run last night was as good as it was, considering I think it’s been several weeks since my last run of any kind.
Took today off, have tomorrow off, so it looks like it’s time to get on the tractor and mow!
If you used the Braves shuttle, how far a walk would you have? Or a taxi? just sayin…
-FP
I took a mental health day yesterday.
see yesterday’s blog for my comment on July 13th, can’t make that one either.
Jill & Harold – married? or just engaged?
Last night was just non-stop. All the stuff that didn’t get done on Tuesday because of the black out needed to be done last night. Between that, my workout and making dinner it was 9pm before I sat down.
It looks like we may be firing our contractor today. He has not been responsive to request from the bank for documents…and nothing can happen until they get them. He has until 10am today…so, 13 more mintues. What a PITA, but better to find out now that he is a flake than half way through the project. We’ve got a couple of recommendations and I’ve already reached out to one so hopefully, this wont delay us too long.
Jill/Harold and hardware, I’m assuming this is something a lady might wear on her finger?? Wow! Who would have thought.
I’ve learned a few of things over the past couple of years, 1) I don’t bounce back like I use to, everything takes longer to heal 2) Conditioning is more important than ‘working out’ and 3) diet is the key to weight loss, not exercise. As they say you can’t out run a bad diet.
If I drive/park there is no shuttle. If I MARTA I can shuttle. Of course there are the whole getting around, ascending/descending stairs, at the stadium things…
I’m no expert on the process, but if I had to guess it was an engagement ring.
Your priorities are all FUBAR, Barb. 🙂 At the rate I am going I am hoping to be in riding condition by then.
For me and my age I think the key to weight loss is having a proper diet and getting exercise — neither of which I am accomplishing at the moment. 🙁
yes Paulie – going to FL & spending some time drinking & boating with crazy freinds, my priorities are all off. And – to make it worse, we are going to another friend’s condo in Vero Beach for some beach relaxation time for a few days before that.
Well – the Frankenbike that Allan built up with spare parts for my brother is done, its pretty freakin nice (except its only a 9 speed, per Allan). My brother is going to LOVE it, teh bike he currently ride is a POS. We just gotta get it to him. I wanted him to come down here, to be sure it fits right, but not sure when that can happen. I’d post a picture here, but can I even do that?
Florida is full of fail; I know, I lived there. The sun burns. Boating is overrated. Sand is annoying. And, it’s a much shorter drive to the Moreland Day Spa. Just saying. 🙂
Post a photo? Whadda you think this is, The Facebooks? Seriously, I don’t know how you would do it, assuming that it is at all possible.
glad I wasn’t just being an idiot about trying to post a picture….. if the blog master doesn’t know how, I feel so much better.
Paulie, I just laughed out loud and read that to Debbie and she did the same. I didn’t know if Barb was going to… Bali, like Head Nurse and E.M. – for that I might (might!) skip a weekend at the day spa.
Brownie never ceases to amuse me. I was mowing the little pasture, where Phinney resides. I was on the far end of the pasture and Phinney was about to be in the way. I whistled and clapped my hands, and by the time I turned around and headed back towards the man-cave, there was Brownie, out of his hay shelter standing at the fence saying “Yes, Dad. You called?”
well let the fun begin, we just fired our contactor.
Paulie, why don’t you just hire a personel driver at this point. Sounds like it would make things much easier…or maybe you can get a Hoveround.
I’m thinking of looking to see if I can buy a Lil Rascal on Amazon.
Martha – that sucks you had to fire the contractor. Did you get all the drawing, etc from him first, so at least you don’t have to do all that again?
And make sure he knows why you fired him. He could be a great craftsman, but if he’s an airhead when it comes to doing business, he’ll never make it.
I hope the next one is a step up.
http://atlanta.craigslist.org/eat/for/3883375903.html
Yes, we have all the plans. Meeting with a potential new contractor this afternoon.
Yes, Steve I let him know why we were letting him go. He offered to ‘make things right’ but at this point I feel like he is either incompetent or hiding something, neither makes me want to work with him anymore.
Max Weight 250? FAIL!!! I will eclipse that in no time.
Then you certainly made the right call. Not to mention his complete lack of communication.
Paulie, you better not hit 250!!
Nah I’d break my jaw at 247-248. 😉