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May. 3rd, 2006 08:19 amOne of the things we were always down about here was not finding a nearby indoor pool. I would blame my lack of exercise on the lack of said pool, since I decided a few years ago, once it was clear that It's About Time I Should Be Doing This Sort of Thing, that the only exercise I could bear on a regular basis was swimming. Running makes my knees hurt and weights are just too damn mindless. I can't make myself do them, and that's how I need to approach this.
So S. actually found a pool about 10 minutes away. (The whole discussion about being in RI and things you do or don't get in a place just shifted again.) Another major limiting factor for any exercise scheme is my need to be in the house both before and after work, when Jo is at her most exuberant, so it has to be the early morning, and I'm not a morning person. But now that we have a tiny person who screams every morning sometime between 5 and 7... this is more doable.
It was like anything else early in the morning: not much fun as you do it, but you're glad you did it afterwards. There's the depressingly familiar sensation of, "boy, am I ever out of shape." Just panting like crazy after a few laps; most of my time in the water was spent waiting for my heart to stop pounding. But the water is warm and I need to find the "hot pool" there to induce myself to do this, or it will be something I only get around to once every few months, like most things. But it's a start.
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This Colbert thing has my head spinning. The show is great but not one I can make myself watch -- it's depressing that our society actually needs someone to point out what an ass Bill O'Reilly is via satire. But the routine is one of the most devastating things I've come across lately; it makes you think again about what a depressing gruel serves as satire in this country most of the time -- Darrell Hammond and all that. And of course since he called the press a bunch of pussies, they didn't laugh and they didn't report on it until the blogosphere made 'em. (The Times got around to it today, so it's official.) Then they say it was because of what you do and don't do at a White House Correspondents Dinner, like we're in Japan and no one laughed because he had a black line out of place on his face makeup. It's all pretty damn interesting.
So, thank you, Stephen Colbert. (Although that Web site really needs someone to buy them a comma.)
So S. actually found a pool about 10 minutes away. (The whole discussion about being in RI and things you do or don't get in a place just shifted again.) Another major limiting factor for any exercise scheme is my need to be in the house both before and after work, when Jo is at her most exuberant, so it has to be the early morning, and I'm not a morning person. But now that we have a tiny person who screams every morning sometime between 5 and 7... this is more doable.
It was like anything else early in the morning: not much fun as you do it, but you're glad you did it afterwards. There's the depressingly familiar sensation of, "boy, am I ever out of shape." Just panting like crazy after a few laps; most of my time in the water was spent waiting for my heart to stop pounding. But the water is warm and I need to find the "hot pool" there to induce myself to do this, or it will be something I only get around to once every few months, like most things. But it's a start.
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This Colbert thing has my head spinning. The show is great but not one I can make myself watch -- it's depressing that our society actually needs someone to point out what an ass Bill O'Reilly is via satire. But the routine is one of the most devastating things I've come across lately; it makes you think again about what a depressing gruel serves as satire in this country most of the time -- Darrell Hammond and all that. And of course since he called the press a bunch of pussies, they didn't laugh and they didn't report on it until the blogosphere made 'em. (The Times got around to it today, so it's official.) Then they say it was because of what you do and don't do at a White House Correspondents Dinner, like we're in Japan and no one laughed because he had a black line out of place on his face makeup. It's all pretty damn interesting.
So, thank you, Stephen Colbert. (Although that Web site really needs someone to buy them a comma.)
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Date: 2006-05-03 02:03 pm (UTC)(Not that the US is a dictatorship...although given the President's oft-stated claim that he can ignore whatever part of a law he thinks is interfering with The Inherent Powers Of The Commander-In-Chief, the Spanish term democradura might be appropriate...)
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Date: 2006-05-04 05:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-03 06:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-04 05:53 pm (UTC)Build the pool... and fill it with hundred dollar bills! Then you will have really arrived.
It is always a bad time for the baby, so you should call anyway!
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Date: 2006-05-03 07:05 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-04 05:54 pm (UTC)