Archive for March, 2005

Yo-ga!! Yo-ga!!!

January 11, Tuesday.

Sticking to resolutions was never particularly difficult for me. I guess it is that structured time frame, the well defined rules and the very specific start date that appealed to me. So far, this year has been no different and this morning I found myself in front of the TV at 6am actually participating in a Yoga class. Now, for those of you who have never met me, this may be mildly amusing, being that men are not stereotypically the ones you would find in a Yoga class. For those of you who have met me and are aware of my, lets say, physical dimensions and occasionally far from gentle disposition this will be nothing short of interrupting cow kind of funny*. So there I was, barely 7 minutes in and already thinking I was going to pass out. It is not that is is particularly difficult technically, but when they ask you to stand there with bent legs and do all these twisting torso moves, the old bacon and eggs tend to get a little wobbly. However, I struggled through, if only to give me some measure of just how awful I am at the moment. I really should have made a videotape of myself, so I can send it into some unsuspecting infomercial telling them how I was like that until I tried their yoga tapes and now I am a pro and lost all this weight and saved the whales and freed Nelson Mandela… No wait.. It surely would be the only measure of vengeance we could exact on those midnight crap peddlers. But I digress… I have to admit is was interesting, the time flew by and I did feel very much looser and warmed up by the end of the half-hour. The only disconcerting thing was when I had to stretch back on my hands and knees almost like a cat stretch and then reach one hand under the opposing arm as if you were reaching for something over the other side of your body. I tried it the first time on my left side and as I reached under my arm my back cracked in 4 places kid of reminiscent of 4th of July firecrackers really…

On second thoughts, maybe my first day of Yoga should have been on a day when I wasn’t going to be coaching… Hmmm…

*The interrupting cow reference is to a joke I heard
not so long ago with which I was particularly taken:

Knock Knock

Who’s there?

Interrupting cow..


So this is 2005?

January 6, Thursday.

I suppose we had better start with some resolutions then?

1. No TV before 7pm. This is a major one if I am ever going to get anything done around the house. During the summer this is no problem since it is a joy to be out in the garage working in my workshop (actually I have yet to do this since we just moved in but go with me on this) but during the long dark months of Canadian stupid winter it is very easy to get home and snuggle up on the couch and watch some TV while the wind and the snow howl by the windows. I have plenty of projects that need to be completed and the 4 to 7 window is my best shot to get it done…

2. Lose weight. I know, everyone says this and nobody ever sticks to it, but since the surgery my weight has been barely under control and is hampering my ability to recover to my former glory. Some of it has to go.. along with a big slice of ego too maybe? 🙂

3. To be more organized. This should be easy, I can make lists, I can organize my stuff no problem, if I could just find my organizer where I wrote everything down…

Back to work with a cold – not a happy camper

Jan 5, 2005

First day back after the holidays. This day is hardest when we have been away because the traffic in this city really imposes itself on you. I guess you don’t really notice it when you live here, the daily hum of traffic, the endless stream of cars ahead and behind you but it is pretty unique to the metropolitan sprawl. Once you get a chance to get away to a smaller city, or to a country where cars are not a measure of your success that you must flaunt with Freudian glee you come to realize just how imposing traffic really is.

Today has been intolerably slow. Mostly due to the fact that I have a terrible headache and this cold has me in its grip. However, I am thinking that this has been an ideal way to slip back into the swing of things, comfortably numb so to speak. I am also sure that it has been 2:30 for about 6 hours now… I am not sure how, but I am certain that we passed three o’clock some time ago… Maybe I need another hot cup of coffee to settle me down. Unfortunately I go through periods of sudden exertion, a desire to get up and run about with wild abandon mixed with long periods of sitting staring blankly at the switch mapper trying to make sense of all the little packets scurrying around the network like worker ants, determined and oblivious to all except their destination.

Once we got home after a bout of protein shopping at Sobey’s things didn’t improve any, in fact, I was about as energetic as… well, something not very energetic at all really. So unfortunately, the plan of treadmill and working out will just have to wait for another day. Besides, we have coaching tomorrow and I don’t want to be exhausted, sick and sore, that wouldn’t be fair to the girls now would it?

This is my first time

So I never thought I would sink to this… Some irrational dislike of Blogs from waaaaaay back but given my lack of input into the Journal and the ease of use of this… it is a no brainer I guess.

I admit in advance I am going to cheat and post some of this year’s journal entries first just to get the ball rolling…