Chocolate Cake Does Solve All
Just finished a slice of double chocolate fudge ganache cake and I am eagerly waiting for its sugar to revitalize my brain. These mid-afternoon mental slumps are truly the low point of my work day. If I were at home and had a mattress (delivery is early next week), I would just take a nap and sleep through it. Not so lucky quite yet though. And so we struggle through it by eating amazingly tasty cake. Rough.
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I went to the Reed Sports Center this morning so I could use their facilities for my workout. I ran for three days in a row and decided I might want to actually gain muscle somewhere besides my legs. That and I seem to keep on eating cake in the afternoon, which studies have shown can be negated by weight lifting.
I must say there was something much more appealing about going there to exercise when it was two blocks from my residence and not nearly two miles. Especially on a morning such as today's where it was 40 degrees Fahrenheit out and raining. I really need to unpack a few more boxes/bags so that I can finally locate my gloves. It is not that I dislike the white knuckle appearance, just that it often cracks my skins, which seems to not mix well with sweat.
For whatever reason, they moved stuff around in the main workout room again. The treadmills and rowing machines used to have front row seats for all of the TVs. Always great to row and watch Comedy Central in the morning, especially when the closed captioning is turned on and you can understand why Jon Stewart is being so animated.
Now, there are only three treadmills and they are behind a few random stair masters and those crazy Nordic skiing machines. So, if you ever look down from the TVs, you are either catching someone using a device to simulate climbing stairs (up and down, up and down...) or a device that makes even the slimmest person wobble hypnotically in front of your eyes. You stare for too long and before you know it you become entranced, misstep onto the non-moving edge of the treadmill, stumble, and go aloft as one side of your body becomes stationary while the other side continues moving.
No, this did not happen to me today. But these are the things I dream up while idly watching commercials in between segments.
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I love running in the rain. If anything, I prefer it over really sunny and warm weather as I am not nearly so sweaty (stinky?) at the end, just soaking wet. So, whenever I am biking around and see another runner out there in the Portland elements just bounding along, I feel like waving. There are so many fair weather runners, but so few crappy weather runners in the world. They are my kind of people and we should stick together. Through rain, sleet, snow, and the occasional bit of frog. Rib-bit.
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And just so I can say this entry partly involved work: I read up on IPv6 today and was thoroughly bored out of my skull. It helped solve a problem we encountered, but every so often the ends do not justify the means.
Oh, and I just mapped out this morning a new way of structuring and storing custom field data in EE 2.0. Talk about one heck of an update script for a new version. Egads.
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I went to the Reed Sports Center this morning so I could use their facilities for my workout. I ran for three days in a row and decided I might want to actually gain muscle somewhere besides my legs. That and I seem to keep on eating cake in the afternoon, which studies have shown can be negated by weight lifting.
I must say there was something much more appealing about going there to exercise when it was two blocks from my residence and not nearly two miles. Especially on a morning such as today's where it was 40 degrees Fahrenheit out and raining. I really need to unpack a few more boxes/bags so that I can finally locate my gloves. It is not that I dislike the white knuckle appearance, just that it often cracks my skins, which seems to not mix well with sweat.
For whatever reason, they moved stuff around in the main workout room again. The treadmills and rowing machines used to have front row seats for all of the TVs. Always great to row and watch Comedy Central in the morning, especially when the closed captioning is turned on and you can understand why Jon Stewart is being so animated.
Now, there are only three treadmills and they are behind a few random stair masters and those crazy Nordic skiing machines. So, if you ever look down from the TVs, you are either catching someone using a device to simulate climbing stairs (up and down, up and down...) or a device that makes even the slimmest person wobble hypnotically in front of your eyes. You stare for too long and before you know it you become entranced, misstep onto the non-moving edge of the treadmill, stumble, and go aloft as one side of your body becomes stationary while the other side continues moving.
No, this did not happen to me today. But these are the things I dream up while idly watching commercials in between segments.
...
I love running in the rain. If anything, I prefer it over really sunny and warm weather as I am not nearly so sweaty (stinky?) at the end, just soaking wet. So, whenever I am biking around and see another runner out there in the Portland elements just bounding along, I feel like waving. There are so many fair weather runners, but so few crappy weather runners in the world. They are my kind of people and we should stick together. Through rain, sleet, snow, and the occasional bit of frog. Rib-bit.
...
And just so I can say this entry partly involved work: I read up on IPv6 today and was thoroughly bored out of my skull. It helped solve a problem we encountered, but every so often the ends do not justify the means.
Oh, and I just mapped out this morning a new way of structuring and storing custom field data in EE 2.0. Talk about one heck of an update script for a new version. Egads.
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