Saturday, May 29, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Day 14 done, don't get all butt hurt
Between sidways bear crawls on day 13 and last nights runyon canyon experience my ass is very sore. Yesterday we did something that could only be considered a human tractor pull. We were instructed to bring our rubber resistance bands to the canyon, which I knew meant trouble. They are rubber tubs with 20 that provide pounds of resistance and have a handle on each end. The resistance weighting was not important for this exercies. We all ran to near the top of the canyon in the center most path until we neared the steepest part. Then we partnered up and one person wrapped the tub around the other's waist and stood behind them holding the two handles. The person in front then had to run approximately 300 meters to the top of the hill driving their knees high while the person behind them walked slowly and held them back. We took turns doing this three times each. Robin instructed us that the trip to the top was to take no less than five minutes. The first one was a real bastard, the second one a bitch and the third a real mother fucker. Honestly. On my last trip up Robin decided that my partner was not providing enough resistance so he held on for a while as well. One of our fellow boot campers, Luther, was there taking pictures as well. I'm sure Ill show up in all my red faced glory with a band tight around my bulging stomach in every concievable corner of the internet from here until the end of the digital age. Oh me.
So I'm sore. Tonight is the end of week three. I'm happy and feeling good.
So I'm sore. Tonight is the end of week three. I'm happy and feeling good.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
7 more times
Rainy Morning Story
I felt I should take a little me time this morning and write a little story. Here you go:
Ten Early Minutes
I probably should have shined my shoes. What is that white stuff? How did I get white stuff on the tops of black shoes? It isn't like I wear one white shoe and one black shoe, that would makes sense if I did, cause the white shoe would scuff the black shoe and leave a mark. I hope this guy doesn't go for that whole "Shoes make the man" philosophy. Is it even going to be a guy? Surely they told me on the message, I should have paid more attention. At least I got the address right.
These walls must be mahogany. Deep rich mahogany, either that or really thick dry toffee. I should have eaten this morning.
I'm pretty sure it's going to be a guy, the receptionist is pretty in the way that would appeal to a guy, a white guy at that; wonder if that will work to my advantage.
I've always heard that you should show up early to these things but not too early. How could my cellphone be so much faster then the office clock? Maybe this guy is a real hard ass who likes to play psychological games with people. I bet there are guys that do stuff like that, they call people in for an interview or a meeting and then they have a slower clock then everyone else in the world and they make you sit hungry in a room with walls made of toffee and they watch you and have a snack. That painting doesn't even look real, that is probably where they would hide the camera. Or maybe it looks out from one of the letter O's on these fancy books there. I bet if I time that big clock behind her head with my cellphone I'd find that it moves at a slower ratio. This is the big test part, he will observe how I deal with being dumped into a circumstance that is counter to my normal perception and see how I react. By the time I get called in he will have totally made up his mind based on read outs of facial interpretation software. I wonder if the software has already alerted him that I'm wise to the ruse? I have slammed dunked this thing, scuffed shoes and all.
Scuffed shoes say a lot about a person: "I don't just dress like this for interviews, I wear shoes like this daily".
I bet if I got up and walked over and had a bite of that toffee book shelf this would all be over. He'd come out to shake my hand and offer me his number two slot.
"I could use somebody like you, somebody who eats when they're hungry and sleeps when they're tired and wears nice shoes on a regular basis."
What did that girl say her name was? Jessica? Jasmine? Should I be making small talk? She looks kind of busy. They probably want someone who knows when to talk and when to shut up. This is when you shut up, that girl just answers phones and jots down messages. The number two in a place like this wouldn't have much to say to a girl like that. She is fairly attractive though. Maybe this guy is a real cocksmith and he looks for that in others. I bet he fancies himself a Don Juan. He probably will want to take me out to some gentleman's club afterwards and see how I handle myself around women. He might be looking for a confidant. He might be banging Janice here and dying to tell some one about it. The whole interview is probably just going to be sordid details of what he does to her and how she likes it. I will need to appear impressed, but not all that interested. I don't want him to think I'm picturing him in his moment of conquest, better to appear that I've been in similar situations and that I respect him for his prowess. I'll probably have to keep up with listening to all his inner most secrets from here on out. It's going to get old but it will be worth it for the money.
When I tell people that I came in for an entry level interview and walked out of some bar eight hours later holding up the staggering president of the company with my new title of VP they will hardly believe it. I will just say that I used personality mirroring, and that I he saw something in me. I'll be really vague about it. People will fill in their own blanks. They will start to remember that they always saw something a little special in me, that there was just something a little more capable about me. When this guy is ready to retire he's going to pass the reigns to me, he's probably been looking for some one that reminds him of himself. I bet I will have to marry his daughter. She is probably beautiful but spoiled, but maybe she just hasn't met anyone she can be herself with. When he dies I'll just sell the company to the highest bidder and we will move to an Island. I'll probably cheat and she'll ignore it. She'll cheat too. We will have a house staff that is basically a harem. And we'll slowly grow to hate each other for our infidelity. We will start to play games with people like "Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolf". In the end we will realize that we are meant for one another and that we've really loved each other too much all along.
I'm going to need a new place to live while I wait to marry his daughter. He might even have a penthouse apartment somewhere for me. A place he takes women to, his own private sanctuary. It will be all modern and sparse and I won't bring anything into it. He will always chide me about that. "You gotta make yourself at home here Edwards! You are like a ghost. Make a mess, I pay people good money to clean up after you and you live like a damn monk." He will say those kind of things but in a way that lets me know he really respects my economy of life. I will only rarely bring people over to my new place, only after I've learned at what hours he might stop by. I won't see a lot of my old friends for quite a while after I get this job. I won't return phone calls for a month or so, I will mean to, but I just won't have time. I bet Allen will come by my place in two weeks and knock till he gets so worked up that he goes to the land lady to have her let him in so he can find my corpse. She will tell him how I called to tell her that I'm moving out and that she could do whatever she wanted with my stuff. She will tell him how I didn't care at all about my security deposit. She'll probably try and give him a box of my things. He will leave me a big "what the fuck" is up message and I'll finally return his call. I'll have him meet me in the bar on the ground floor of my new building and then he will pound me with questions. I will smile the whole time and tell him to relax and have a martini, "it's on me" I'll say, and "Relax for a second Allen, I've had a crazy couple of weeks, let me catch my breath and then I'll show you whats going on with me."
He will be shaking wanting so bad to know what has happened. I'll drink my drink and order another one but I'll secretly have it sent up to my room. Finally I'll just get up real cool and tell Allen, "All right just follow me and I'll show you what's been happening." When we walk into the lobby the door guy will smile and call me by name. I'll slap a $20 in his hand thank him. Allen won't know what to think of that. When we get into the elevator and I press PH he won't be able to stop the questions. I'll tell him just to be patient...
"David Edwards? Ms. Johnson will see you now."
Ten Early Minutes
I probably should have shined my shoes. What is that white stuff? How did I get white stuff on the tops of black shoes? It isn't like I wear one white shoe and one black shoe, that would makes sense if I did, cause the white shoe would scuff the black shoe and leave a mark. I hope this guy doesn't go for that whole "Shoes make the man" philosophy. Is it even going to be a guy? Surely they told me on the message, I should have paid more attention. At least I got the address right.
These walls must be mahogany. Deep rich mahogany, either that or really thick dry toffee. I should have eaten this morning.
I'm pretty sure it's going to be a guy, the receptionist is pretty in the way that would appeal to a guy, a white guy at that; wonder if that will work to my advantage.
I've always heard that you should show up early to these things but not too early. How could my cellphone be so much faster then the office clock? Maybe this guy is a real hard ass who likes to play psychological games with people. I bet there are guys that do stuff like that, they call people in for an interview or a meeting and then they have a slower clock then everyone else in the world and they make you sit hungry in a room with walls made of toffee and they watch you and have a snack. That painting doesn't even look real, that is probably where they would hide the camera. Or maybe it looks out from one of the letter O's on these fancy books there. I bet if I time that big clock behind her head with my cellphone I'd find that it moves at a slower ratio. This is the big test part, he will observe how I deal with being dumped into a circumstance that is counter to my normal perception and see how I react. By the time I get called in he will have totally made up his mind based on read outs of facial interpretation software. I wonder if the software has already alerted him that I'm wise to the ruse? I have slammed dunked this thing, scuffed shoes and all.
Scuffed shoes say a lot about a person: "I don't just dress like this for interviews, I wear shoes like this daily".
I bet if I got up and walked over and had a bite of that toffee book shelf this would all be over. He'd come out to shake my hand and offer me his number two slot.
"I could use somebody like you, somebody who eats when they're hungry and sleeps when they're tired and wears nice shoes on a regular basis."
What did that girl say her name was? Jessica? Jasmine? Should I be making small talk? She looks kind of busy. They probably want someone who knows when to talk and when to shut up. This is when you shut up, that girl just answers phones and jots down messages. The number two in a place like this wouldn't have much to say to a girl like that. She is fairly attractive though. Maybe this guy is a real cocksmith and he looks for that in others. I bet he fancies himself a Don Juan. He probably will want to take me out to some gentleman's club afterwards and see how I handle myself around women. He might be looking for a confidant. He might be banging Janice here and dying to tell some one about it. The whole interview is probably just going to be sordid details of what he does to her and how she likes it. I will need to appear impressed, but not all that interested. I don't want him to think I'm picturing him in his moment of conquest, better to appear that I've been in similar situations and that I respect him for his prowess. I'll probably have to keep up with listening to all his inner most secrets from here on out. It's going to get old but it will be worth it for the money.
When I tell people that I came in for an entry level interview and walked out of some bar eight hours later holding up the staggering president of the company with my new title of VP they will hardly believe it. I will just say that I used personality mirroring, and that I he saw something in me. I'll be really vague about it. People will fill in their own blanks. They will start to remember that they always saw something a little special in me, that there was just something a little more capable about me. When this guy is ready to retire he's going to pass the reigns to me, he's probably been looking for some one that reminds him of himself. I bet I will have to marry his daughter. She is probably beautiful but spoiled, but maybe she just hasn't met anyone she can be herself with. When he dies I'll just sell the company to the highest bidder and we will move to an Island. I'll probably cheat and she'll ignore it. She'll cheat too. We will have a house staff that is basically a harem. And we'll slowly grow to hate each other for our infidelity. We will start to play games with people like "Who's Afraid of Virginia Wolf". In the end we will realize that we are meant for one another and that we've really loved each other too much all along.
I'm going to need a new place to live while I wait to marry his daughter. He might even have a penthouse apartment somewhere for me. A place he takes women to, his own private sanctuary. It will be all modern and sparse and I won't bring anything into it. He will always chide me about that. "You gotta make yourself at home here Edwards! You are like a ghost. Make a mess, I pay people good money to clean up after you and you live like a damn monk." He will say those kind of things but in a way that lets me know he really respects my economy of life. I will only rarely bring people over to my new place, only after I've learned at what hours he might stop by. I won't see a lot of my old friends for quite a while after I get this job. I won't return phone calls for a month or so, I will mean to, but I just won't have time. I bet Allen will come by my place in two weeks and knock till he gets so worked up that he goes to the land lady to have her let him in so he can find my corpse. She will tell him how I called to tell her that I'm moving out and that she could do whatever she wanted with my stuff. She will tell him how I didn't care at all about my security deposit. She'll probably try and give him a box of my things. He will leave me a big "what the fuck" is up message and I'll finally return his call. I'll have him meet me in the bar on the ground floor of my new building and then he will pound me with questions. I will smile the whole time and tell him to relax and have a martini, "it's on me" I'll say, and "Relax for a second Allen, I've had a crazy couple of weeks, let me catch my breath and then I'll show you whats going on with me."
He will be shaking wanting so bad to know what has happened. I'll drink my drink and order another one but I'll secretly have it sent up to my room. Finally I'll just get up real cool and tell Allen, "All right just follow me and I'll show you what's been happening." When we walk into the lobby the door guy will smile and call me by name. I'll slap a $20 in his hand thank him. Allen won't know what to think of that. When we get into the elevator and I press PH he won't be able to stop the questions. I'll tell him just to be patient...
"David Edwards? Ms. Johnson will see you now."
Twelve And Thirteen
Runyon Canyon again on Tuesday. Drill circuit on the tennis court broken up by a loop run of the bottom section of the east hill. We shared the court with what a appeared to be a hearing impaired trainee and a trainer versed in sign language. There seemed to be much more general chatting going on between these two then working out. I was jealous. It reminded me of living briefly in Olathe, KS, home to the Kansas School for the Deaf. I always enjoyed passing a vehicle to see the occupants conversing in sign, keeping a wide berth in these situations in recommended.
Plummer Park last night was a battle. I felt a bit bad about the way I ate during the day and decided I would take it out on myself at boot camp. It seemed to me other people in our group were stepping it up as well. With each workout it is starting to feel like the time goes by a little faster, so I feel more confident in giving each exercise my all. When we finished last night I felt accomplished and spent. Really proud too.
I missed Devin and Dylan at boot camp. When I got to my truck at the end of the workout I saw I had a message from my dad. He was letting me know that they were all together and thinking of me. I gave him a call and heard the sound of many familiar voices talking at once. I felt a deep longing to see everyone there.
Plummer Park last night was a battle. I felt a bit bad about the way I ate during the day and decided I would take it out on myself at boot camp. It seemed to me other people in our group were stepping it up as well. With each workout it is starting to feel like the time goes by a little faster, so I feel more confident in giving each exercise my all. When we finished last night I felt accomplished and spent. Really proud too.
I missed Devin and Dylan at boot camp. When I got to my truck at the end of the workout I saw I had a message from my dad. He was letting me know that they were all together and thinking of me. I gave him a call and heard the sound of many familiar voices talking at once. I felt a deep longing to see everyone there.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
No teammates
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Tag you're it
9, 10, 11
Boot Camp continues. I was up late late late last Wednesday, which made boot camp on Thursday in Runyon Canyon a chore. I pushed myself as much as one could push, but it was a difficult journey. Last Friday was a circuit work out in the park. We used large exercise balls at the first station. We placed them under out feet and supported our upper bodies by our arms in a push up position, then rolling our feet forward on the ball towards our middles, this greatly worked our abdomens. we were to perform this exercise for a minute and then move on to the next. The next station required us to swing 25 pound weights directly in front of us using a thrust motion with out hips. Then on to a couple of matts where we did v-up ab lifts passing a soccer ball from our feet to our hands and then back. We did each station with a teammate. Devin did not attend since he had to get ready for boot camp, so Dylan and I were a team. The next stop had two mats on the ground facing each other, we were to do these strange push ups which require a person to drop to an elbow one arm at a time, and then back up, at the top of the cycle we were required to give our partner a hand slap five. At the next station we then did sit ups with a medicine ball above our heads, passing it to our partner in the middle at the end of each sit up, he would then take the ball and do one while I did one empty handed. Then we moved to the retaining wall by the tennis court where we would do tricep presses with our feet out in front of us. Next it was to a set of rubber training bands where we would perform curls. Finally the circuit would end with wall sits and calf raises. We did the circle twice for a minute each and a third time for a minute and a half. Hard work of course, but at least a bit of variety.
Yesterday found us back in the park for the third Monday in a row. Many of our people were unable to attend. I am now official the only member with perfect attendance. I felt stronger for the first time in the park work outs. Two days off over the weekend helped and I felt more capable. I'm trying to remember as many exercises as I can because this has been great for my body. I would like to continue my own personal boot camp in Griffith park after this one is complete. It will be nice to go directly from work and stop on my way home rather than spending so much time in West Hollywood waiting for it to begin. It has been very nice though spending so much more time with Devin and Dylan. I'm bummed that they will be heading to Kansas and Canada in the coming weeks and will not be there to hang with.
Only one more Monday remains.
Yesterday found us back in the park for the third Monday in a row. Many of our people were unable to attend. I am now official the only member with perfect attendance. I felt stronger for the first time in the park work outs. Two days off over the weekend helped and I felt more capable. I'm trying to remember as many exercises as I can because this has been great for my body. I would like to continue my own personal boot camp in Griffith park after this one is complete. It will be nice to go directly from work and stop on my way home rather than spending so much time in West Hollywood waiting for it to begin. It has been very nice though spending so much more time with Devin and Dylan. I'm bummed that they will be heading to Kansas and Canada in the coming weeks and will not be there to hang with.
Only one more Monday remains.
North Sentinel Island
I have my interests and islands are a big one. I found another interesting one recently while reading an article.
From wikipedia:
North Sentinel Island is home to a tribe of indigenous people, the Sentinelese, whose present numbers are estimated to be anywhere between 50 and 400 individuals. They reject any contact with other people, and are among the last peoples to remain virtually untouched by modern civilization[citation needed]. Because there has never been any treaty with the people of the island, nor any record of a physical occupation whereby the people of the island have conceded sovereignty, the island exists in a curious state of limbo under established international law and can be seen as a sovereign entity under Indian protection. It is, therefore, one of the de facto autonomous regions of India.
Another fine article with history of the North Sentinelese can be found here.
It's romantic for modern folks to consider life untouched by technology and "progress". I've been lately considering a story about a return to pioneering in the vast and less populated Midwest, where the promise of self subsistence calls.
From wikipedia:
North Sentinel Island is home to a tribe of indigenous people, the Sentinelese, whose present numbers are estimated to be anywhere between 50 and 400 individuals. They reject any contact with other people, and are among the last peoples to remain virtually untouched by modern civilization[citation needed]. Because there has never been any treaty with the people of the island, nor any record of a physical occupation whereby the people of the island have conceded sovereignty, the island exists in a curious state of limbo under established international law and can be seen as a sovereign entity under Indian protection. It is, therefore, one of the de facto autonomous regions of India.
Another fine article with history of the North Sentinelese can be found here.
It's romantic for modern folks to consider life untouched by technology and "progress". I've been lately considering a story about a return to pioneering in the vast and less populated Midwest, where the promise of self subsistence calls.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Halfway day
Thursday, May 20, 2010
7 ate me
I'm tired a bit today. Boot camp on days 7 and 8 were difficult. We did a massive amount of jump roping on tuesday. Actually only 9 minutes in total, but there was much other activity in between. Apparently it takes 20 minutes of jumping rope to burn off the calories in one candy bar. Nothing is worth 20 minutes of jumping rope.
Yesterday in the park was a bear as well.
I should have gone to bed way earlier last night. Tonight will be rough.
Yesterday in the park was a bear as well.
I should have gone to bed way earlier last night. Tonight will be rough.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Again
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Dmv and day 6 down
Boot camp was good last night. We were in the park again but it felt just a touch easier to perform some of the motions. I'm also not as sore today. Tonight will be runyon canyon and we have been asked to bring our jump ropes.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Moistly Overlooked
Five Days Done
Friday Boot Camp in the park was just as grueling. By the end of the work out I my body was so tired I was probably only completing one rep to every five of Robin's. Exhausted. Driving home through firday night traffic was ridiculous. At least it gave me time to catch up on some phone calls. I had a nice chat with Jason R, learned a bit about what it takes to get your doctorate in his field. Sounds exhausting but I'm proud of him. Is it pride you feel when some one you care about does something completely beyond your ability or is it awe? On Jason's Suggestion I am this very morning digging into Nick Drake on LALA.
After Boot camp I stopped and picked up some champagne so that Angela and I might celebrate my victory. When I got home Angela cooked up some wonderful Fish Taco's while I showered. I dried off and enjoyed them fully. Angela has a gift with food, and I'm glad she shares it. We spent the rest of this night chatting on the couch and watching something on the Tele.
Saturday Morning I woke up at 9 am. Angela made Eggs and Tortialla and which I quickly enjoyed before heading off to my Boss' house to do some work. We have a large unfinished task waiting in the old office in his garage but we didn't really get to that. We did a day of general cleaning and maitanence. I pruned some headges, raked a bunch of leaves and through away a bunch of things that needed throwing away.
Saturday evening was another lazy evening.
Sunday I had an Invis Mater rehearsal. Running through our new songs, which I recorded. Will get around to mixing them down this week.
Grind Grind Grind.
After Boot camp I stopped and picked up some champagne so that Angela and I might celebrate my victory. When I got home Angela cooked up some wonderful Fish Taco's while I showered. I dried off and enjoyed them fully. Angela has a gift with food, and I'm glad she shares it. We spent the rest of this night chatting on the couch and watching something on the Tele.
Saturday Morning I woke up at 9 am. Angela made Eggs and Tortialla and which I quickly enjoyed before heading off to my Boss' house to do some work. We have a large unfinished task waiting in the old office in his garage but we didn't really get to that. We did a day of general cleaning and maitanence. I pruned some headges, raked a bunch of leaves and through away a bunch of things that needed throwing away.
Saturday evening was another lazy evening.
Sunday I had an Invis Mater rehearsal. Running through our new songs, which I recorded. Will get around to mixing them down this week.
Grind Grind Grind.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Looking over friday
The sun is warming my left arm and the left side of my face while a breeze cools my right arm.
A dog somewhere below let's out a demand for attention, she has been home alone all day.
Four Days Down
I didn't get my little snack in the park last night. I drove to the optometrist instead and picked up contacts for Angela and myself. I then had a nice drive through Cold Water Canyon, which I haven't been through in a while. It seemed like I used to take Cold Water at least once a week, now that I'm out of Weho there is not the same need. It's pretty though, and occasionally I miss it. I like certain roads, streets and routes, I get attached to them and I have associations. Even if some of them are awful. Like the time I recall driving my ex home as she was horribly drunk, screaming the lyrics to "Johnny are you Queer?" at me, as if it was an insult, then hurling her half drank beer out the window just to hear it pop on the pavement. Hmm... I'm pretty glad I don't have to drive through that canyon so much anymore.
So after the canyon I went and changed at Devin and Dylan's and then headed to another canyon, Runyon, and me the rest of the boot campers. We did interval runs up the easy way, if you want to call it easy. One minute run to thirty seconds walking all the way up. Boot camp in the canyon is easier for me since I'm used to that kind of working out. I can handle that type of pain pretty well and since I know the distances it's easier to push myself. We finished the session with shuffle steps up the steepest part of the path followed by sprints. Exhausting but rewarding.
After we finished I dropped Robin by the subway so he could head downtown to prepare for and art show fundraiser he was doing and I went home to shower and change so Angela and I could attend. The art auction was in an apartment and was planned to coincide with the monthly downtown art walk. There are so many people in downtown on this night that parking can be a real bastard. Luckily we found a yellow loading only spot, which many people don't realize you can park at in los angeles after 7pm. The apartment was rather packed and steamy but there was plenty of wine and many good friends. We stayed about an hour and then headed home.
I watched a bit of TV and then collapsed on the bed and died for 7 hours.
So after the canyon I went and changed at Devin and Dylan's and then headed to another canyon, Runyon, and me the rest of the boot campers. We did interval runs up the easy way, if you want to call it easy. One minute run to thirty seconds walking all the way up. Boot camp in the canyon is easier for me since I'm used to that kind of working out. I can handle that type of pain pretty well and since I know the distances it's easier to push myself. We finished the session with shuffle steps up the steepest part of the path followed by sprints. Exhausting but rewarding.
After we finished I dropped Robin by the subway so he could head downtown to prepare for and art show fundraiser he was doing and I went home to shower and change so Angela and I could attend. The art auction was in an apartment and was planned to coincide with the monthly downtown art walk. There are so many people in downtown on this night that parking can be a real bastard. Luckily we found a yellow loading only spot, which many people don't realize you can park at in los angeles after 7pm. The apartment was rather packed and steamy but there was plenty of wine and many good friends. We stayed about an hour and then headed home.
I watched a bit of TV and then collapsed on the bed and died for 7 hours.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Day Three Down
Last night was another boot camp in Plummer Park in West Hollywood. I was seriously sore all day long and I had serious doubts about weather I would make it. After my snack in the park I drove to Devin and Dylan's while listening to Aldous Huxley narrate a radio presentation of "A Brave New World". I had found it last week on a website and burnt it down to a disc. I like his voice but something about it put me off. Much of the language stayed the same, but it focused much more on the dialogue. In a way it seemed to be such obvious exposition that it was taking away from my good memories of the book. Perhaps it will treat me better on some long car drive where I can really listen.
I arrived at Devin and Dylan's to see a strange site. The only available parking space I could find was behind an old school mustang parked next to a school. The trunk was open. There was a man kneeling next to the curb. He had a bottle of what appeared to be tequila in one hand and a double shot glass in the other. In the time it took me to park I watched him down 3 double shots. He looked at me and said nothing. I tried to remember that I've probably done things in the streets of west Hollywood that would have appeared just as creepy, so I let him be. I was hoping that at least his car would still be there when I returned, so that I would know he wasn't driving anywhere. It was.
Boot camp was really hard, perhaps the hardest night yet. I felt good when it was over, but exhausted. Angela was planning to go see a movie with our friends Rebecca and Loren, "Behind the Burly Q". I told her I would be too tired to go and that I would stay home and go to bed early. On my way home though I started to feel like I hadn't seen her all week, and I decided to suck it up and go. I was glad I did. We ate at Sushi Dan's, because we both love the baked scallop California roll. Yummy. The movie was very interesting and informative telling from interviews exactly what it was like to be a Burlesque performer from the 20's to 50's.
Today I feel less sore. My body actually feels a bit trimmer and I'm encouraged. 1 Hump day is down, 3 more to go.
I arrived at Devin and Dylan's to see a strange site. The only available parking space I could find was behind an old school mustang parked next to a school. The trunk was open. There was a man kneeling next to the curb. He had a bottle of what appeared to be tequila in one hand and a double shot glass in the other. In the time it took me to park I watched him down 3 double shots. He looked at me and said nothing. I tried to remember that I've probably done things in the streets of west Hollywood that would have appeared just as creepy, so I let him be. I was hoping that at least his car would still be there when I returned, so that I would know he wasn't driving anywhere. It was.
Boot camp was really hard, perhaps the hardest night yet. I felt good when it was over, but exhausted. Angela was planning to go see a movie with our friends Rebecca and Loren, "Behind the Burly Q". I told her I would be too tired to go and that I would stay home and go to bed early. On my way home though I started to feel like I hadn't seen her all week, and I decided to suck it up and go. I was glad I did. We ate at Sushi Dan's, because we both love the baked scallop California roll. Yummy. The movie was very interesting and informative telling from interviews exactly what it was like to be a Burlesque performer from the 20's to 50's.
Today I feel less sore. My body actually feels a bit trimmer and I'm encouraged. 1 Hump day is down, 3 more to go.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Overlooking again
Angela has plans to go to a movie this evening, I think I will sit this one out and catch up on rest. I will be beat after boot camp.
Day Two Down
Boot Camp was good at Runyon Canyon last night. Robin is good and gently nudging a person to push themselves. We ran the stairs section 3 times last night fast and then we did a longer run from the stairs to one of the peaks to end the day. I felt great the first time up. Robin ran right next to me and forced me to hit all the steps; some of them are a good 2.5 feet off the ground and hitting them uphill on a run feels like the steeplechase. "Come on Brandon, with those long legs you should be hitting every stair." When I got to the top Robin gave me a high five and sent me right back down. It was fun to see all the other guys struggling up the hill while I was going down. The second trip up was already feeling a bit tougher, but I still made it at a nice clip. The third trip was killing me, luckily there was heavy traffic on the bottom stairs that forced me to slow up a bit. I got to the top and back down with some time to spare after the third trip, waiting for the others to finish so I had a nice stretch and tried to catch my breath. The fourth trip was killer, Robin attempted to motivate me to keep pace with him on the long climb but there was no chance of that happening, I watched him cruise up the hill and finally out of view behind a bend. I was thinking about the Iron Man event he will be doing in a few months and trying to comprehend the type of physical conditioning that must take. It's honestly amazing. Swimming 2.4 miles, biking 112 and finishing that up with a 26 mile run. Jesus.
When I arrived home Angela was at Rebecca and Loren's place preparing for a BBQ. I showered quickly and joined them. Rebecca grilled Shrimp, Mushrooms, Corn and Garlic Cheese Bread. Angela made a fantastic salad to boot. It was the most amazing meal, I could have easily eaten the entire thing I was so hungry.
I feel pretty sore today but I'm enthused. I get older every day and one day my body won't be able to participate in these types of shenanigans. I am enjoying this feeling.
When I arrived home Angela was at Rebecca and Loren's place preparing for a BBQ. I showered quickly and joined them. Rebecca grilled Shrimp, Mushrooms, Corn and Garlic Cheese Bread. Angela made a fantastic salad to boot. It was the most amazing meal, I could have easily eaten the entire thing I was so hungry.
I feel pretty sore today but I'm enthused. I get older every day and one day my body won't be able to participate in these types of shenanigans. I am enjoying this feeling.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
A person could get used to this
Pre boot camp snack
compulsively and then regret it. Today i am glad I listened.
Its nice to sit here and not be in any hurry. It was easy to think that I was going to be losing precious time doing this boot camp, that somehow not getting home right at 530 was going to cut into my life. Today though I see that its a blessing. I miss seeing angela after a long day at work, but its not like she's away on holiday or I'm off to the army. Its good that I'm doing something different, it leads to moments like this. Where I spend 5 minutes typing on a tiny phone instead of eating my food and enjoying this view. ;)
Day One Down
I'm doing a boot camp this month. Robin, the singer for the band I'm in is the instructor. Devin is doing it also which is great. I love working out, and working out with other people is fun for me since I am usually on my own or with Angela in the gym in our building, but even then she and I are doing different things. My biggest concern when committing to this boot camp was the time consideration. I get off work at 5 pm in the San Fernando Valley, and boot camp does not start until 6:45 pm in West Hollywood. Driving home would just mean wasting gas and that I would end up being in the car for over an hour. Most days hopefully I will just be able to go to Devin and Dylan's place to kill the time, then I can give Devin a ride to and from boot camp also. If nothing else it's great to know I'll see my brother a bit more often.
Today Apparently we will be running in Runyon Canyon, I'm excited to do that since 2 years ago when I first started to actively take care of my self again Runyon Canyon was that place where I chose to do that. I have many good memories there.
Today Apparently we will be running in Runyon Canyon, I'm excited to do that since 2 years ago when I first started to actively take care of my self again Runyon Canyon was that place where I chose to do that. I have many good memories there.
Sunday, May 02, 2010
Exploring the drive in.
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Saturday, May 01, 2010
Failure
I'm walking into the house. We bit off more than could be chewed so we packed everything up and we are calling it a day.
Perhaps follow up photos to come next week.
Beat. Feels good.
The contents of the room.
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Painting base board
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Sort of before
When my boss stopped working from home he blocked off the back part of the room with boards and he left everything in place, computers still on. 13 years later when we started to clean it out the room was full of dirt and dog hair. 13 years of it.
6 months ago it was clean enough that Angie and I painted it. Now today we will lay carpet, after I finish mopping.
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