Just Couldn’t Do It

Perhaps because I over-did it yesterday I could not get myself out of bed in time to go for a morning walk this morning. I’ll try again later. Well, I won’t get back into bed and try again, but I think you know what I mean.

Today’s Daily Challenge
Add one cruciferous vegetable, such as broccoli, kale, or Brussels sprouts, to your shopping list.

Members of the cruciferous vegetable family have the power of phytochemicals! These compounds help to lessen the risk of some cancers and protect against heart disease. These veggies are also a great source of vitamins and fiber.

Mmmm, Brussels sprouts…. Oh, what is this “shopping list” to which they refer?

Artsy Fartsy
On Saturday morning I got out of the house in time to run up to the electronics recycling and dump off a bunch of ancient and unusable computer gear. After doing so I decided to head to Piedmont Park to go to the arts festival being held there.

Before I could go to the park I had to get something in my belly so I stopped at the madhouse that was Einstein Brothers in Ansley Mall. Holy. Hell.

After eating I was incredibly frustrated at the number of closed streets and “Emergency No Parking” signs that bordered the park entrances. My cynical side wondered if this were done just to get more people to pay for parking in the garage that was constructed a few years ago. I used the three block no parking zone as an excuse to get some exercise on a lovely Saturday morning.

I kept thinking how cool it would have been to ride my bike using the BeltLine, but then I thought that I’d be buying some art, and I knew that I would be meeting people that afternoon so I needed my car nearby.

One lap around the arts festival convinced me that while I like art, I am in no position to purchase any. I can no longer purchase photographs (because I used to take and print my own) and paintings and sculptures are priced higher than I care to fork out for such things these days. (Someday I might tell you about the artist I was hoping to date and how this cost me.)

Commence To Mocking
So I did a lot of bad things this weekend, at least calorie wise. It’s football season, and while I was certain that neither the Gators nor Jets would lose (the former had a bye week and the latter had already lost to the Patriots on Thursday night) I was going sit and watch some football this weekend. And I did. And it was good. And there was a modicum of rejoicing.

What I did much more of the past two days is putter around the house, doing little things like data backup, cleaning, cleaning out, etc.

I decided that it was high time to remove a box from Amazon that contained a cheap Blu-Ray player that bought earlier this year (I have still not hooked it up, mind you) and lo and behold the box also contained the pesky Apple wireless router extender I’ve been looking for since last week.

Had I only looked at the actual receipt for the Blu-Ray purchase I would have known that I bought the wireless extender on the same day and would have known where it was the whole time.

Now where did I hide my dignity?

ITP Flickr Pic
“Remember When I Was Going To Shoot Video?”

For a very brief period in my life I thought that I wanted to shoot video, so I bought a Flip Video Camera — not long before the introduction of the iPhone’s ability to shoot video. I may have used the Flip twice before I realized that for me it was a flop.

More Of The Same Tonight
I’m hoping on heading home to continue working on the house (and my life in the process). I’m also considering taking a random Tuesday off tomorrow and doing something like going to the High Museum of Art before going to the monthly nerdy iOS developers meet up.

Today’s Personal Project
Get some exercise tonight either via walking or going to LA Fitness.

Stats & Goals
Daily
Current Mood – okay, wish things were better
Current Music – silence
Website Of The Day – Have you ever used a Bagster?
Mode Of Transportation To Work – my car
Exercise (b)Log – Friday = walking, ~5.1 miles; Weekend = nothing (shame on me)
Morning Weigh-In – I check again some day. For today I’ll just call myself morbidly obese

Monthly
Foot Mileage – ~14.65 miles
Wheel Mileage – 0.0 miles
Gym Visits – 0 (0 cardio)

Days Of Bed-Making – 0

Vegetarian Meals – 17
Carnivorous Meals – 20

Marta Rides To Work – 0
Bike Rides To Work – 0

September Goals
– exercise no fewer than twenty days (and I’m starting on Day 3 so I have my work cut out for me)
– clean my basement to the point where I could have people over
– hire a plumber to replace my malfunctioning faucets

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

1. Pages 1.7 for iPad (Timestompers Guide) — by Sean Wells
2. 60 Mountain Lion Tips — by David Sparks and Brett Terpstra
3. The Power of Habit: Why We Do What We Do in Life and Business — by Charles Duhigg
4. The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy — by Douglas Adams
5. Amazing Things Will Happen: A Real-World Guide on Achieving Success and Happiness — by CC Chapman
6. So Good They Can’t Ignore You: Why Skills Trump Passion in the Quest for Work You Love — by Cal Newport
7. Born Standing Up: A Comic’s Life — by Steve Martin
8. Who Am I: A Memoir — by Pete Townshend

Cheers,
Paulie [eatl/ga]