Friday, February 29, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
So here is what you say to an old lady, nothing, you just shake your head and realize that being old and bitter and ready to die stinks, and you laugh and accept that mean people suck and you move on. I have seen her twice since then both times I have just ignored her.
"God only knows what I'd be without you"
Brian Wilson, The Beach Boys
It's starting to feel a little like the movie Groundhog Day around here as each day begins the same as the day before but today is day 10 and I am up a little early, I guess falling asleep at 8pm will do that for you. Tuesday began with the dreaded buckwheat pancakes but I was ready for them and begged for just some toast. One of my favorite times of the day and I don't know why is the van ride out to the canyon each morning. It's only 5 minutes long but I find some bit of serenity in that time and that of course is followed by my least favorite time of the day the second step up the mountain.
But I did atleast get one hearty chuckle today about halfway up the mountain. There is and old lady that I cross paths with virtually everyday. Imagine the wicked witch in the Wizard of Oz but not that attractive or young looking. Now I have seen this lady almost everyday and said hello and smiled with barely an occassional grunt in return. Today she stops the guide I am walking with and says loud enough so I can hear. "Can you please tell him(me) to stay on the right side of the path, he doesn't look very agile and I don't want him to crash into me." I have to get my day started so I will finish this story later but I'll give you chance to guess my response. Also we will be discussing the greatest piece of American music composed in the last 50 years, a tiny piece of it is todays song quote. Peace, Jim
Monday, February 25, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Saturday at Fitness Ridge is slightly less structured than the rest of the week. But not the morning, so off we vanned the 3 miles to the state park to begin our ascent up the mountain. By the way guess how manyMormon churches a person passes on that 3 mile drive? I'll tell you at the end. I decided today to have the van drop me at the top of the path and walk down . I figured that would be a new adventure and I would get to see the part of the trail I had not hiked yet.
About halfway down I encountered the owner, his pregnant wife, and three kids aged 2,4, and 6 jogging up the trail. The two youngest were being pushed up in the stroller by dad. I had to confess to them that I had started up and was coming down. He said that's a "fun" thing to do on saturday but the rest of the week is uphill. Now, I think I know what is fun and believe me my idea of fun is not in the same zip code, not in the same area code, hell it's not even in the same solar system as going downhill instead of uphill.
Got back in time for pool class. Nothing says I am a macho man like holding hands with your fellow campers and going around in a circle and singing along to Gwen Stefani and some of disco's finest. It's like synchronized swimming for the mentally challenged but again fun and an enjoyable way to burn calories.
I spent the afternoon at the laundromat doing two weeks of dirty clothes. And while St George may be the whitest city in the world the laundromat was not so much. It's really expensive too. $1.75 per load to wash and I had 5 loads. And the dryers blow about as much hot air as my freezer. An hour for mostly dry and I was done. I listened to the Terps-Miami game on the XM radio to help pass the time there, and well that sucked.
We had a four pm slide show of the weeks' events and everyone gave a tiny speech about their week. It was like graduation day for those leaving and I can not stress this enough everyone here, for whatever reason they are here has been wonderful to me. Supportive, Encouraging and just happy and interesting to talk to.
We loaded into the van and headed to the Chuck-o-rama for dinner. The chuck is really just the Utah version of old country buffet. We were given 500 calories to "spend" in anyway we chose. First thing I did was fill half the plate with salad. Topped with a hard boiled egg I had been craving. Added one 3oz slice of turkey, some baked beans, and I split a baked potato with one of the other campers. Total calories 340. Went back and got a chicken breats for dessert. Most of the other people were focussed on dessert and I saw alot of frozen yogurt and a few brownies making there way to our table. I also downed 2 french fries but I ate them while still in line so I am pretty sure they had no calories :) I think 26 of 42 people made the trip. I wish we were going somewhere else in the following weeks because frankly the food pretty much sucked.
Sunday is a day for family and church here in Utah and a day of rest for us fitness ridgers. They like their churches here and each morning I pass 4 LDS churches on our 3 mile drive. I am not sure why 1 big church wouldn't be better than 4 normal sized churches but it is apparent that the mega church phenomena in the south is not taking root in southern utah. Week one is done. I feel energized, not very sore, and excited about going forward. I really didn't think on day one I would feel this good on saturday but the body is a great machine. I hope everyone is having a fun weekend and it's now 8:30 here in the mountain time zone. I don't understand either why two hours away in Vegas it's one hour different, and 25 hours away in Madison it is one hour different as well. And the TV schedule is screwed up as too, because Survivor was over when I thought it should have been starting. By the way those guys on the island got it easy compared to us. :) Oh well I hope everyone has a nice weekend see you next week for week two and of course some more true genius. Peace, Jim
Friday, February 22, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
Friday, February 8, 2008
6:00 am - Open Gym / Weight-room
3:30 pm - Yogalates
4:30 pm - Living Drums