Was able to hit the 7-11 across from the station in time to grab my free cinnamon coffee. It's a medium and I reckon its ingestion should provide the caffeine fix for the day.
I listened to the last few tracks of the first disc of the Hume in 90 minutes. It's more of a biography but it certainly explains his basic ideas (many of which were covered well in the TPM I read last week).
By the time I platformed the coffee had shot right through me and I really needed to use the bathroom. I decided to use the one @ the Piers since it's smaller, cleaner and not as congested. In doing so, I stopped at the light at 11th and of course it took forever to change. Upon exiting the bathroom I had this wonderful moment where I could hear the new Chickenfoot album very clearly. The moment had passed the second the light turned green.
After that, I made decent time. I wonder if I'm the only person in the history of the world to listen to a biography of Hume and then play Chickenfoot (or any Sammy Hagar-led band).
I'm only sweating out there b/c I'm wearing the sweatpants. Otherwise it's truly a perfectly nice morning. Sun is mostly out. It may rain and I just want to stay as dry as possible. I'm barebacked again and I'm realizing if I have more interesting audiobooks like this, then I can get away with riding whilst carrying almost nothing. No bag with me today either. Just wallet, phone, Ipod and train pass. It certainly makes it all bearable.
This 4-day week was alright. Next week is a 5-er, with weds being a day off from the bike and the week after that will be a 3-day week, with only 2 potential days for biking. I feel really strong and light and the fact that I've upped my weekend game with longer running distance and slightly heavier lifting, I am in better shape than I had been before the summer had started. If I can get a run in tomorrow morning, then the holiday won't destroy me.
Thank you for reading.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
RT day #485
No reading material today. Realized I should've put my Hume in 90 Minutes audiobook on the pod yesterday but I will do it today. Got to give the balls of my eyes a rest.
Am breaking in the new Chickenfoot album and it's pretty solid. It's not as heavy as the first but it's still pretty good. Watched the live broadcast on the lizard's ipad last nite and that was fun. For the $10, I'm entertained and it's a pretty rockin' album. Yes, Hagar's lyrics aren't always of the highest caliber but when he's talking about life and real-life issues, they can be inspiring. Listen to "Right Now," and "Turnin' Left." All about seizing the moment and it's good to hear a song about rising above your own expectations and standards rather than sticking it to someone else. The more important conflict is internal. Succeed there, and the external conflicts are easily won.
I'm a little groggy b/c of the lack o' caffeine again but there is a sendoff party for a nice fellow today and I'm banking on my one cup being there and being the real stuff and not Flavia brand.
I worked out pretty hard last nite -- did a slightly abridged circuit of abs, tris, pecs and then banged out a 5k at 21:55. Running that hard at night after a full day, roundtrip on the bike and the first 35 minutes of a workout can knock you out. I have run harder than that before but it is an indication of what an Ironman would do to me.
Barebacked today and no plastic bag either. All I need to do on the ride back is make space for a coconut water which I will refrigerate later. Lunch will be an uneven hodgepodge today. Could go Met-Rx bar -- I plan to carb up at the party this morn.
Have no lock today and can leave the bike in the office. Will need to tighten the screw on the front wheel, though.
Thank you for reading.
Am breaking in the new Chickenfoot album and it's pretty solid. It's not as heavy as the first but it's still pretty good. Watched the live broadcast on the lizard's ipad last nite and that was fun. For the $10, I'm entertained and it's a pretty rockin' album. Yes, Hagar's lyrics aren't always of the highest caliber but when he's talking about life and real-life issues, they can be inspiring. Listen to "Right Now," and "Turnin' Left." All about seizing the moment and it's good to hear a song about rising above your own expectations and standards rather than sticking it to someone else. The more important conflict is internal. Succeed there, and the external conflicts are easily won.
I'm a little groggy b/c of the lack o' caffeine again but there is a sendoff party for a nice fellow today and I'm banking on my one cup being there and being the real stuff and not Flavia brand.
I worked out pretty hard last nite -- did a slightly abridged circuit of abs, tris, pecs and then banged out a 5k at 21:55. Running that hard at night after a full day, roundtrip on the bike and the first 35 minutes of a workout can knock you out. I have run harder than that before but it is an indication of what an Ironman would do to me.
Barebacked today and no plastic bag either. All I need to do on the ride back is make space for a coconut water which I will refrigerate later. Lunch will be an uneven hodgepodge today. Could go Met-Rx bar -- I plan to carb up at the party this morn.
Have no lock today and can leave the bike in the office. Will need to tighten the screw on the front wheel, though.
Thank you for reading.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Complications of a Mastermind
It's pretty humid today.
This is day 2 of weening myself off the java. Had the iced cup in the fridge this morn, I must thusly limit myself to only one more cup, preferably later on in the day.
I'm listening to some tracks off Californication and I'm With You. Nice to hear "Get On Top" after a long while.
New Chickenfoot album comes out today. Will probably have to go to a major retailer to get it. This group was able to form, tour, and release 2 studio albums before Van Halen could get their shit straight and put something out.
I wanted to run today but I might do that at the gym tonite. If I knock it all down to 15 minutes of abs 15 minutes of pecs and 25 minutes of running I will have a very concise workout. The only way I can manifest that, however, is to skip the bench press, which is fine I can do that Friday morn.
Read MH today. Took a little break from the philosophy.
Having a 4-day week is good. By day's end, half of the week will be over.
Saw the handlebar-mustachioed Skeet Ulrich again.
Crossing Albany, there was dressed in a blue business shirt walking west, and was muttering (to himself) and gesturing as if someone was offering him a drink. No one was acknowledging him.
Thank you for reading.
This is day 2 of weening myself off the java. Had the iced cup in the fridge this morn, I must thusly limit myself to only one more cup, preferably later on in the day.
I'm listening to some tracks off Californication and I'm With You. Nice to hear "Get On Top" after a long while.
New Chickenfoot album comes out today. Will probably have to go to a major retailer to get it. This group was able to form, tour, and release 2 studio albums before Van Halen could get their shit straight and put something out.
I wanted to run today but I might do that at the gym tonite. If I knock it all down to 15 minutes of abs 15 minutes of pecs and 25 minutes of running I will have a very concise workout. The only way I can manifest that, however, is to skip the bench press, which is fine I can do that Friday morn.
Read MH today. Took a little break from the philosophy.
Having a 4-day week is good. By day's end, half of the week will be over.
Saw the handlebar-mustachioed Skeet Ulrich again.
Crossing Albany, there was dressed in a blue business shirt walking west, and was muttering (to himself) and gesturing as if someone was offering him a drink. No one was acknowledging him.
Thank you for reading.
Monday, September 26, 2011
...I believe I've waited long enough...
Early Fall is a lovely time of year.
My ride is smooth and uneventful.
There is a man riding north many mornings, whom I saw today, who looks like Skeet Ulrich with a handlebar mustache.
I haven't had any coffee yet. My legs are almost entirely fresh. That means last week, when they were sore, it was from the weight training and not the boardwalk run. I ran a 10K yesterday and I felt fine. Still do.
Watched "Thor" last nite -- it was pretty solid. I'm on the fence about the costumes. They have a tendency to look as though they were bought at a Ricky's. "Walk" plays in the film and during its credits and it made me want to hear it this morn on the train.
Listening to Dust again. Tough to top. The Trees' lost album is coming out in a few weeks. Chickenfoot drops tomorrow. Jane's also in a couple of weeks. In terms of being a rock/music fan, 2011 has been among the most fruitful of years. '06 and fwd have had their moments but this year my 3 fav bands all had new material and a couple of others that I hold in high esteem also are making the world a better place.
My stomach is still pretty tight. I'm not bragging. I worked out the abs hard on Sat., then ran the 10K yesterday and also ate a huge meal yesterday afternoon/evening. It's hard to ascertain if it's a good tight or not, b/c the meal was monstrous.
I'm not moving too hard, mostly b/c I do not feel it's necessary. I'm certainly going to be early. I had wondered how the protesters would fare and they are still out here. They are accepting donations for books and stuff like that. I can drop some off. I hope they like a story about John Wayne Gacy's attorney!
Thank you for reading.
My ride is smooth and uneventful.
There is a man riding north many mornings, whom I saw today, who looks like Skeet Ulrich with a handlebar mustache.
I haven't had any coffee yet. My legs are almost entirely fresh. That means last week, when they were sore, it was from the weight training and not the boardwalk run. I ran a 10K yesterday and I felt fine. Still do.
Watched "Thor" last nite -- it was pretty solid. I'm on the fence about the costumes. They have a tendency to look as though they were bought at a Ricky's. "Walk" plays in the film and during its credits and it made me want to hear it this morn on the train.
Listening to Dust again. Tough to top. The Trees' lost album is coming out in a few weeks. Chickenfoot drops tomorrow. Jane's also in a couple of weeks. In terms of being a rock/music fan, 2011 has been among the most fruitful of years. '06 and fwd have had their moments but this year my 3 fav bands all had new material and a couple of others that I hold in high esteem also are making the world a better place.
My stomach is still pretty tight. I'm not bragging. I worked out the abs hard on Sat., then ran the 10K yesterday and also ate a huge meal yesterday afternoon/evening. It's hard to ascertain if it's a good tight or not, b/c the meal was monstrous.
I'm not moving too hard, mostly b/c I do not feel it's necessary. I'm certainly going to be early. I had wondered how the protesters would fare and they are still out here. They are accepting donations for books and stuff like that. I can drop some off. I hope they like a story about John Wayne Gacy's attorney!
Thank you for reading.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Murky Friday
Had a rough time getting out of bed this morning.
I was basically Liam the Teenager Who Just Woke Up yet somehow I managed to make the 749.
I couldn't muster the eye-strength to read on the train so I just kinda mellowed out to some lighter RHCP. I finished Sextet last night.
We saw "Relatively Speaking" - ROW B - last nite, which was why I am so tired. It was a good but long, day. The third act was the best.
There's pizza for lunch today so I'm in good shape.
I'm listening to Temple of the Dog this morning -- I normally start out with "Reach Down" b/c it's a heavy blues tune but it moves thanks to Mr. Cameron. That has become my morning/wake-up song.
It was supposed to pour but I got away with it this morning. The problem, I realized, is that I should've worn sweats. Now I'm going to have murky water on my legs on the ride home.
I wonder how the protesters will do in the weather.
Thank you for reading.
Playlist:
TOTD: "Hunger Strike" "Pushin' Forward Back" "Your Savior"
Pearl Jam: "The Fixer" "Johnny Guitar"
I was basically Liam the Teenager Who Just Woke Up yet somehow I managed to make the 749.
I couldn't muster the eye-strength to read on the train so I just kinda mellowed out to some lighter RHCP. I finished Sextet last night.
We saw "Relatively Speaking" - ROW B - last nite, which was why I am so tired. It was a good but long, day. The third act was the best.
There's pizza for lunch today so I'm in good shape.
I'm listening to Temple of the Dog this morning -- I normally start out with "Reach Down" b/c it's a heavy blues tune but it moves thanks to Mr. Cameron. That has become my morning/wake-up song.
It was supposed to pour but I got away with it this morning. The problem, I realized, is that I should've worn sweats. Now I'm going to have murky water on my legs on the ride home.
I wonder how the protesters will do in the weather.
Thank you for reading.
Playlist:
TOTD: "Hunger Strike" "Pushin' Forward Back" "Your Savior"
Pearl Jam: "The Fixer" "Johnny Guitar"
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
...show us love before you go...
Began reading the final installment in Miller's Sextet. It's a near 30-page dissertation on his love for a German book called "The Maurizius Case." I'd deluded myself in to thinking that I would read the book first before getting Miller's thoughts on it, but I'm glad now that I didn't because from what I can tell, it was a trilogy that was left incomplete. And, there are enough excerpts to get the gist of the story. I'm reading it as more of a learning experience, to see how well one can write an essay about another piece of work that resonates profoundly with him.
Listening to the opening tracks of I'm With You again. It nicely complements the surprisingly bright and warm morning. Upon first glance out my window, I thought today would be gray and muggy.
I plan to run today during lunch, as tomorrow I will be dressed too nicely and it might rain. Today I was assured there would be no chance of precipitation. I feel a slight soreness in my thighs but nothing I cannot handle. I wonder if it's from the squatting or the running.
Worked out last nite and did BP reps at 185, and 15 at 165. I don't know what's changed that I cannot hit the 3 sets of 8 @ 185. The only "theory" is that I'm using two 35s on each side of the bar as opposed to a 45 + 25. Oh, the tangled web a meathead weaves. I did do 3 sets of 10 at 90 on the fly and 60 reps of the swim with dumbbells (10lb) so it was a solid session last nite.
I'm a little groggy, as I had some weird, very vivid dreams this morning that woke me up a bit too early. I dreamed the Oceanside stop was at the BP station across the street from Farmer Joel's, and that I left my bike on the train. I went to the train yard to fill out a form, and sure enough, the bike had been right behind me the entire time.
The protesters are out there hoping to get clemency for Troy Davis in Georgia. From what I heard on the news, he was convicted 20 yrs ago for killing a cop. But b/w eyewitnesses recanting their testimonies, new evidence, and redoubtable jurors (who seem to be anti-death penalty), he has a viable shot at innocence. Obama cannot intervene, as it's a state matter. Some history will be made today and tomorrow.
Thank you for reading.
Listening to the opening tracks of I'm With You again. It nicely complements the surprisingly bright and warm morning. Upon first glance out my window, I thought today would be gray and muggy.
I plan to run today during lunch, as tomorrow I will be dressed too nicely and it might rain. Today I was assured there would be no chance of precipitation. I feel a slight soreness in my thighs but nothing I cannot handle. I wonder if it's from the squatting or the running.
Worked out last nite and did BP reps at 185, and 15 at 165. I don't know what's changed that I cannot hit the 3 sets of 8 @ 185. The only "theory" is that I'm using two 35s on each side of the bar as opposed to a 45 + 25. Oh, the tangled web a meathead weaves. I did do 3 sets of 10 at 90 on the fly and 60 reps of the swim with dumbbells (10lb) so it was a solid session last nite.
I'm a little groggy, as I had some weird, very vivid dreams this morning that woke me up a bit too early. I dreamed the Oceanside stop was at the BP station across the street from Farmer Joel's, and that I left my bike on the train. I went to the train yard to fill out a form, and sure enough, the bike had been right behind me the entire time.
The protesters are out there hoping to get clemency for Troy Davis in Georgia. From what I heard on the news, he was convicted 20 yrs ago for killing a cop. But b/w eyewitnesses recanting their testimonies, new evidence, and redoubtable jurors (who seem to be anti-death penalty), he has a viable shot at innocence. Obama cannot intervene, as it's a state matter. Some history will be made today and tomorrow.
Thank you for reading.
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
More Humean Than Humean
Today is roundtrip #480.
I intentionally took left the bike lock @ home since I am quite certain it will rain on and off. This makes lugging the thing around in Penn slightly easier. I'm obv. going to bring the bike into the building.
Devoured the equivalent of up to 4 donuts yesterday. I don't feel as bad about it as I thought I would, since I ran twice my normal distance on Sunday and my legs are still a little sore.
Read about this drug dealer in the philosophy world who I won't name and as far as I'm concerned is just another dirtbag. Supposedly he was just a pot dealer, which isn't as bad as worse drugs, but fuck him, he's another drug dealer. Wow, he read books in prison! Big fucking deal. "I write better when I'm stoned," he says. So you have no natural talent. Good for you. I've always felt that sobriety (or at least some moderation) is the right route. A lot of former friends didn't see it that way and I couldn't care less about them now. When you are on the outside of that, and that's the bond, you see people for what they truly are. My thoughts on the subject were summed up best by the last two tracks on Rollins Band's Weight. I used to think, though, that I was avenging myself but I realize that doesn't matter any more. I have shed that skin and now I'm just proving myself to myself. If I'm a success or a failure, it matters only to me and the close circle of people around me, and not to ghosts and memories.
It's starting to rain a bit, and I have a special group of songs I like to throw on the Ipod for such occasions. I'm also wearing the sweatpants again. The ground isn't wet yet, but I am sure it will be on the return ride.
There is a group of kids engaged in a somewhat organized run along the path to my right and one girl apparently doesn't run often, as her right hand was stuck between her crevice as she ran to keep her loose sweatpants from succumbing to gravity. I had to laugh. Her friends were, too.
Today's a.m. work is mostly done and lunch plans are to hit the National Museum of the American Indian. It's right down the street and I should take advantage. I'm actually glad to be going on a rainy day.
Watched "The Playboy Club" last night and as hot and bare as those women are I cannot imagine clearing an hour a week to tune in to the drama. The handsome-lawyer guy is a Don Draper knockoff all the way down to his dubbed voice. Aside from the women's good looks, I can see how the show is basically a way to show them as 2-D women trying to break the 1-dimensional mold in a time when women were still seen as inferior. That part of it is interesting but I get my fix of that from "Mad Men." I suppose I will leave it on in the background if I remember to tune in, but Hugh Hefner glorifying his Heff-ness is only moderately intriguing to me. He should've done this 20 years ago, and then at least he'd be an innovator. To their credit, though, there was more than just 1 black actress in the episode. Seriously. The girl who was in Mad Men (who played a bunny, there, too), may be the token for the regulars, but at least the costume mistress and Tina Turner and her band were black. So at least we get some diversity with our authenticity. Of course, the black guy that the lawyer was defending said not a word as they entered the courthouse, but we'll see if they rectify that in subsequent episodes.
The plan is to hit the gym tonite, run tomorrow, and maybe squeeze something in Thurs morning, too. We'll see how well I take to the mornings.
The protesters look as though they are just waking up as I pass them at 9:20. It's going to be an uphill battle for them in this weather. They are fighting corporate greed.
Thank you for reading.
Playlist:
AC/DC: Thunderstuck
The Cult: Rain, Coming Down
RHCP: The Adventures of Rain Dance Maggie
Velvet Revolver: Slither
I intentionally took left the bike lock @ home since I am quite certain it will rain on and off. This makes lugging the thing around in Penn slightly easier. I'm obv. going to bring the bike into the building.
Devoured the equivalent of up to 4 donuts yesterday. I don't feel as bad about it as I thought I would, since I ran twice my normal distance on Sunday and my legs are still a little sore.
Read about this drug dealer in the philosophy world who I won't name and as far as I'm concerned is just another dirtbag. Supposedly he was just a pot dealer, which isn't as bad as worse drugs, but fuck him, he's another drug dealer. Wow, he read books in prison! Big fucking deal. "I write better when I'm stoned," he says. So you have no natural talent. Good for you. I've always felt that sobriety (or at least some moderation) is the right route. A lot of former friends didn't see it that way and I couldn't care less about them now. When you are on the outside of that, and that's the bond, you see people for what they truly are. My thoughts on the subject were summed up best by the last two tracks on Rollins Band's Weight. I used to think, though, that I was avenging myself but I realize that doesn't matter any more. I have shed that skin and now I'm just proving myself to myself. If I'm a success or a failure, it matters only to me and the close circle of people around me, and not to ghosts and memories.
It's starting to rain a bit, and I have a special group of songs I like to throw on the Ipod for such occasions. I'm also wearing the sweatpants again. The ground isn't wet yet, but I am sure it will be on the return ride.
There is a group of kids engaged in a somewhat organized run along the path to my right and one girl apparently doesn't run often, as her right hand was stuck between her crevice as she ran to keep her loose sweatpants from succumbing to gravity. I had to laugh. Her friends were, too.
Today's a.m. work is mostly done and lunch plans are to hit the National Museum of the American Indian. It's right down the street and I should take advantage. I'm actually glad to be going on a rainy day.
Watched "The Playboy Club" last night and as hot and bare as those women are I cannot imagine clearing an hour a week to tune in to the drama. The handsome-lawyer guy is a Don Draper knockoff all the way down to his dubbed voice. Aside from the women's good looks, I can see how the show is basically a way to show them as 2-D women trying to break the 1-dimensional mold in a time when women were still seen as inferior. That part of it is interesting but I get my fix of that from "Mad Men." I suppose I will leave it on in the background if I remember to tune in, but Hugh Hefner glorifying his Heff-ness is only moderately intriguing to me. He should've done this 20 years ago, and then at least he'd be an innovator. To their credit, though, there was more than just 1 black actress in the episode. Seriously. The girl who was in Mad Men (who played a bunny, there, too), may be the token for the regulars, but at least the costume mistress and Tina Turner and her band were black. So at least we get some diversity with our authenticity. Of course, the black guy that the lawyer was defending said not a word as they entered the courthouse, but we'll see if they rectify that in subsequent episodes.
The plan is to hit the gym tonite, run tomorrow, and maybe squeeze something in Thurs morning, too. We'll see how well I take to the mornings.
The protesters look as though they are just waking up as I pass them at 9:20. It's going to be an uphill battle for them in this weather. They are fighting corporate greed.
Thank you for reading.
Playlist:
AC/DC: Thunderstuck
The Cult: Rain, Coming Down
RHCP: The Adventures of Rain Dance Maggie
Velvet Revolver: Slither
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