Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Like I Didn't KNOW this...?

Your Ex is Narcissistic

Your ex thinks they're the most important person in the world and couldn't care less about anyone else.
Your ex definitely has a god complex.
People with narcissistic personality disorder want total power, lack empathy, and are very arrogant.
Sound at all familiar?

Glad to see my therapist was right years ago. YEARS before the fucker walked out on me, I might add. What a putz I was.

Thanks to Bigg, again, for pointing me to this silly little quiz. And, thanks to The Ex, for moving on.

Now, I'm off to the gym...

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Excitable Boy, They All Said...

So, I'm back from working out. I can still feel that bike seat wedged up my ass. Sore, is all I'm saying.

Was all jazzed about the circuit training, only to find out that my trainer was nowhere to be seen. When I asked where he was, the little chickie at the front desk replied, "He's on vacation until tomorrow."

As soon as she said it, I remembered our conversation last week. I can now CLEARLY remember him saying:: "I'm here Tuesdays and Thursdays, EXCEPT next Tuesday." I shrugged and said "Cool, the Tuesday after, then!"

But I've been so obsessed and nervous about it, I plum forgot that the appointment was when it was. All I could think about was TUESDAY: The Day I Start Weight Training!

Good grief, I am a goober!

Can I wait another week? Dude. I wanna get going on this! My guess is that I will track him down Thursday night and plead that we start then. I'm sure that will be cool, as long as he doesn't have someone else booked that night.

Meanwhile, jimmycity pedals. And kinda bike-dances. Badly.

Shut up. I'm havin fun.
Tonight's The Night!

8pm CST tonight, I will be meeting with my "personal trainer" (cough, chuckle, snort!) for the first time. I'm as nervous as a virgin gay bottom at his first orgy. No, I am NOT a virgin, OR a bottom (well, exclusively, anyway)! For that matter, I've never been invited to an orgy, either.

Suddenly, I'm pissed off, now...

Where ever you are in the world, if you hear shrieks and crying around this time, you'll know who it is.

Did you have a good holiday weekend? Good. Me? Oh, you know, swam naked in a pool, hung out with some very hunky hunks, managed to get to the gym, and slept every chance I could get. Pert-near perfect.

If you don't hear from me for a couple of days, it's because I collapsed.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

American (M)Idol... me the cramps. If you are a fan, I love you, but -seriously- you are an idiot. I mean that in the best possible way.

I'm sorry I veered away from my health issues (yet again) here.

Fasting blood sugar this morning : 97. Thank you very much.

"iPod On Shuffle" Workout Surprise :

Maybe I've been the problem
Maybe I'm the one to blame
But even when I turn it off and blame myself

The outcome feels the same
I've been thinkin maybe I've been partly cloudy

Maybe I'm the chance of rain
Maybe I'm overcast

And maybe all my lucks washed down the drain

I've been thinking 'bout everyone

Everyone, you look so lonely...

But when I look at the stars
I see someone else
When I look at the stars
I feel like myself

Start lookin at our planet
Watching Entropy and Pain
And maybe start to wonder how
The Chaos in our lives could pass as Sane
I've been thinking bout the meaning of Resistance
Of a Hope beyond my own
And suddenly The Infinite and Penitent
Begin to look like home
I've been thinking bout everyone
Everyone, you look so empty...

But when I look at the stars
I see someone else
When I look at the stars
I feel like myself

- "Stars" Switchfoot

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Preparing To Move To The Next Level

Fasting blood sugar this morning : 85! Thank you very much.

While working out yesterday evening, I introduced myself to one of the Y's physical trainer/consultants. This is one of three guys who hangs out in the exercise room, working out themselves, who is available to help members develop an exercise plan, introduce members to the many exercise machines, and be a kind of mentor. I have avoided these guys for a while now, I just wanted to focus on pedaling the bike without dying.

Well, Friday marks the end of 4 full weeks of bike work, and I want to expand my workouts to include some (very, very basic and light) weights. I want to get in on "the circuit", a collection of weight machines that isolate and work specific muscle groups. Like my arms. Like my manboobs ("bitchtits"). Like my shoulders and, most of all, my back. I'm never more miserable than when I throw my back out.

So, I have a scheduled appointment with Seymore, my trainer (heh heh...not really, but I intend to refer to him as such) next week,Tuesday night at 8pm. I am all ready kind of nervous about the idea : I don't want to hurt myself or bite off more than I can chew. I expressed this fear to him last night, and he has assured me that we will go slow and that he thinks I am ready to take this on. Actually, he said that he has been watching me work out, and is impressed with how I include moving my upper body around while I pedal the bike, and how intent I seem at working hard. I told him it's easy to work hard when you are this outta shape.

I have what I hope will be my last drs. appointment at the Wound Care Clinic at 1pm today. Man, what a long haul this leg injury has been! And yet, I think the leg followed by my fake heart attack were neccessary to snap me out of denial about my state of health. In a way, I guess I'm grateful that all of this has happened.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

My family might disagree...

You Are Not Stupid

You got 10/10 questions right!
While acing this quiz doesn't prove you're a genius, you're at least pretty darn smart.

Okay, I don't think I needed validation, and I am suspect of these kinda tests, AND this has nothing to do with diet, exercise OR my health. Shame on me.

Been to the gym each of the last three days. I've been regularly enough that I am seeing familiar faces now. One, in particular, is a hot little latino daddy who grunts like a beast as he pumps iron. I find him very attractive in one way, and also ridiculous in another because of the way he preens and poses in front of the mirrors between his reps. He is also continually surveying the room, checking out if anyone is checking him out. He has caught me looking several times. Busted.

Fasting bloodsugar this morning: 97

My diet is the same as everyday. A grilled meat, with a veggie and a salad. I'm kinda curious about how all this is affecting my cholesterol levels. I won't know til later in the summer when I have my blood drawn at the doctor's for my regualr bloodwork.

My shorts are starting to fall off my ass as I pedal. I am considering beginning some circuit training in the next week or so. Nothing big or ambitious.

[thanks to Bigg for pointing me to the little quiz. Read this guy!]

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Blood, Sweat, and Tears

So, I take Wednesday off from the workout to hang with the boys and watch a friend and his band play. Straight to the beer garden from work, I went. The friend that sang kinda reminded me of David Clayton-Thomas, remember him? I felt guilty about not working out, kinda missed the sweat.

Realized Thursday at work that Friday was, like, toMORrow and I didn't have a graduation gift yet. Straight to the store from work, I went. Right. I didn't work out that day, either.

Friday I was up and about at 7am, dressing for a ceremony that I needed to be at at 8:30am. Wore the khaki's I bought last week with a light blue shirt and topped it off with a new silk tie, a stripey thing in blues and tan and off white. Brown belt, brown shoes. I hate dressing up.

The ceremony was over at 11am and I headed back to the house to get into some comfortable clothes (cargo shorts and a pull over and tennis shoes), and then headed to a relative of The Graduate for a party in honor of he The Graduate. Beef fajitas, rice and beans, and beer flowed. I ate two (count 'em, TWO only!) fajitas and nary a drop of brew. I kinda got piggy on the guacamole. How did I ever live without this stuff when I was a Yankee?

I excused myself from the party at 3pm, telling everyone that I needed to go work out. I said my goodbyes, jumped in my truck, and instead of turning right to head north on the interstate to get back into my side of the city, I turned left and headed out of town. I drove an hour to San Antonio and met a friend who is a homosexual, and was a homosexual my OWN self, with him.

Right. I didn't work out Friday, either. Well, I don't want to split hairs here, so I'm not counting Friday as a work out, okay? I mean, I wasn't at the gym, but exertion occurred. You get my drift.

Three days of no exercise in a row.

Today is Saturday and I am full of remorse. My fasting blood sugar was at 123 this morning! NOOO! This is not a good number for someone who ate sensibly (except for the close encounter of the avacado kind) and stayed on his meds during his haitus.

What goes up, MUST come down, motherfucker.

I had a grilled chicken breast for lunch, ran some errands ( a visit to the truck dealership to get my temp tags replaced, haircut, grocery store), and then returned to the gym. I prayed for forgiveness as I pedaled that bike. God rolled his eyes. Jesus wept. And the sweat flowed like grape juice from every pore.

[Note: This is why I am not a writer. Good grief!}

Hallelujah! I am reborn! Amen.

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Hey, Even God Fucked Off For One Day In A Week!

Fasting bloodsugar this morning: 91

No work out. Sue me.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Not That I'm Keeping Track, Or Anything...but

Today makes 8 out of 8 days in a row at tthe gym. I can't keep this pace up, but it felt good to see how many in a row I could string together. Tomorrow I'm attending a little music set by a friend at a local restaurant, so I'll take the day off from working out.

I also need to get the kid who graduates from UT on Friday an appropriate graduation gift of some kind. Just some token of my admiration, you know? Anyone have any ideas?

Dinner tonight was a grilled ribeye, baked potato and salad. I ate an hour and a half ago, and I'm hungry already.

Oh, well. I'll survive.

Sunday, May 13, 2007

Breaking A Rule

I know I said I was only gonna post about my health stuff, but did you see tonight's episode of "The Sopranos"?

Oh. My. God!


I worked out both Saturday and Sunday and continue to eat sensibly and my bloodsugar is reflecting it. It was 106 on Saturday morning and was an amazing 74 this morning.

When I go to the gym tomorrow after work, I will have gone 7 out of 7 days in a row.

Loving it!

Friday, May 11, 2007

Played Hookey

Took the opportunity, since things were kinda slow at work and the Director was on vacation, to burn a personal day today. Slept until 11am. Glorious! My fasting bloodsugar was 108 this morning. Drank a Glucerna (kinda like a "Boost" or "Ensure" for you regular folks, but helps us diabetics control our sugars) at noon and jumped into the truck to take on the day.

Got the truck washed and waxed, hit the tanning bed, and then headed for the gym. Pumped on that friggin' bicycle for two solid 15 minute sessions today. Oh, lord, I am proud! Did a bit of walking as well and then showered at the gym. Man, I know I'm a homo and all, but I truely love the smell of a men's locker room. Ran over to Rich's to say "howdy" and was back at home by 5pm.

Dinner was a big grilled chicken salad. Washed it down with a tall glass of cold club soda. Checked my bloodsugar just now and it was 123. That's three hours after dinner, kids! A beautiful number.

Today is the beginning of Week #3 of this lifestyle change for me. In two full weeks, I worked out 11 times and took 3 days off. Granted, the workouts aren't massive, but they are all I can handle and I am pleased with my progress.

The boys invited me out to the local leather bar for a drink later. I intend to go.

Have a safe, fun weekend. Talk to you later!

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Same Old Song And Dance, My Friend

Still doing my thing: biking at the YMCA after work, eating grilled stuff and salads for dinner. Definitely feeling a groove going on here.

I'm just finishing up Week #2 of the work out, and I have doubled the time spent on the bike already. That feels good.

Now, as I'm jamming on my iPod, I find that I'm not only lip-syncing the words to my favorite badass songs (silently), I am also incorporating arm and hand movements. Whether it's windmill circles as I play air guitar, beating on my thighs with my fists as I play tom-toms along with the drummer, or busting out some very gay upper-torso choreography while Beyonce croons, I'm sure the people around me are annoyed with my antics.

Fuck 'em. I'm having the time of my sweat-soaked life.

Tuesday, May 08, 2007


After my big work out on Sunday, I took Monday off from exercising. I was a little sore on Monday, but this morning, after a full day of goofing off, I was pretty dang stiff. Made me wonder if taking a day to recuperate is really worth it.

Had the usual for lunch on Monday: Chinese Buffet. It's kind of a ritual with the guys in my department that I eat with. Monday night I went out with Rich and Dave and had porkchops, mac and cheese, and braised cabbage. And THAT was the sensible part. I ordered a piece of banana pudding cheesecake for dessert ( I NEVER order dessert!). Every forkful into my mouth was met with "what am I doing? what am I DOING?!?". I dreaded taking my bloodsugar this morning, but when I did it was 108. Not bad for the pigfest I engaged in the night before.

Lunch today was a huge mound of salad and grilled chicken and a grilled steak from another buffet in town. Hey, the guys I work with like the "feed-trough" concept for lunch, okay?

I leave work here momentarily and head directly to the gym. Dinner will be a grilled chicken breast and salad in front of the "Heroes" episode I DVR'd last night.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

A Productive Sunday

Started the day by having brunch with the boys. Potato, egg, and cheese breakfast tacos and coffee.

Then, hit the YMCA a block from my house, where I did my regular bike and walking routine (while watching the Spurs and the Suns on tv). Then, I drove clear across town to the YMCA downtown, so I could steam again. After 15 minutes, I got out, showered off and went to the big pool there, where I did some water aerobics in the deep end for a bit. Totally refreshing! After that, I steamed for 10 minutes more and then showered and headed to the record store.

After much deliberation, I picked up the new LCD Soundsystem cd, "Sound Of Silver". ALMOST bought the new Nine Inch Nails, but decided to wait til next week. I've been throwing money around alot lately.

On the way back to my house, I stopped at the tanning salon and nuked my butt for a mere 10 minutes to begin the process wherein I become toasty brown by summer's end.

Also hit the grocery store and loaded up on grillables and veggies for the week. Came home and grilled a sirloin steak, did a potato YET AGAIN, and sauteed some whole baby carrots. Deeeee-lish!

"The Sopranos" and "Entourage" start soon, so I'll be in front of the tv, ironing a batch of shirts for work this week in a mere matter of moments.

Smart money says I'll be sound asleep immediately thereafter.

Hope you had a great weekend as well!

Saturday, May 05, 2007

It's The Weekend!

Slept 11 hours last night. Good grief! But it sure felt good. Had a hearty breakfast at noon (!!!) of scrambled eggs, bacon, and a buttered english muffin. Intend to eat a sensible dinner, since yesterday was a bit of a trainwreck. Heading to the downtown YMCA in just a minute (as opposed to the one a block away from my house), because they have a steam room that I want to bask in for a while after some bike work. Nothing feels better to me than allowing every pore in my body to open up and sweat in all that hot, moist air. A good steam is a thing of beauty.

Friday was a disaster, foodwise. At noon I ate Mexican for lunch, and I ate WAY too much. Knocked back a beef fajita just to get started, then followed with a chicken chimichanga (that's like a deep fried burrito stuffed with meat and cheese) covered in queso (that's more cheese), with rice and beans. Did I mention all the chips and salsa before the food arrived? Oh, yeah.

Rigfht after work, I went to the gym and worked out, perhaps overdoing it a bit from the guilt over lunch. I've bumped up the time on all three of my sessions, and I think I will stop adding time for right now. My back is really sore today. Anyways, it was after 10pm when I got home, and I realized that I was hungry from not having dinner. I stopped at Micky D's and had a QPwC and a fish sandwich with a Diet Coke. Yikes. So very not right.

Still, it's the idea of (almost) DAILY exercise that is my intention right now. Last week I was at the gym 5 out of 7 days. That's a big improvement for me. Getting hardcore about my diet will come later.

Thursday, May 03, 2007

Taking A Day Off From The Workout

I woke up this morning feeling a little stiff. Not bad, just a little sore. I've decided to give my myself a rest day today. There will be no stationary bike tonight. I'll be back on it Friday.

Lunch was a bento box at one of my favorite sushi restaurants. 3 pieces of sushi, 6 little california roll pieces, a salad with ginger dressing, a small portion of beef bulgogi, a few pieces of vegetable tempura, and a scoop of steamed rice. Love it.

Dinner will be a grilled ribeye, corn on the cob, and more of that awesome grilled asparagus.

What kind of fresh veggies do YOU like to grill?

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

It's About Living With In-spir-a-shunnn!

Wound care doc thinks next week may possibly be my last visit with the leg thing. I will be sporting quite a divet in my shin for a long while. I don't care. That scar will be a badge of honor for me, I'm thinkin'.

Workout: Upped each of the three sessions by another minute tonight. I'm a pedaling bastard, I tells ya.

Food: No breakfast (was late fer work). Fried catfish, side salad, green beans, and a modest scoop of red beans and rice for lunch. Dinner was the second hamburger steak, salad, and fresh grilled asparagus - which was TO DIE FOR, it was so good. Washed it down with a Diet Coke. Drank water and coffee throughout the day.

wanted a freakin' cookie BAD this afternoon. Denied.

"iPod On Shuffle" Workout Surprise Today:

"What's the hurry
Little brotha?
Dontcha know that
God loves ya?
God loves ya
And She loves me, too!"

- "Great Life" Goat

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Bigger Than My Body

Holy Cow, having tunes piped into your noggin while you are gasping for air and grunting like a pig sure helps the overall workout experience! I think I'm sometimes forgetting what I'm doing and start singing along, much to the chagrin of my fellow sweaters. Maybe they'll just assume I'm retarded.

Workout: three sessions on the stationary bike, like yesterday. Increased the duration by a minute each time. Hey, I'm going SLOWLY here! In between each session on the bike, I get off and walk laps around the basketball court to give my cramping leg muscles a break. Nothing else right now. Today was only workout #4, fer crying out loud. Just showing up is success in my book, at this early stage.

Food: Breakfast was a Danactive. Pastrami and swiss at lunch with a tiny portion of potato salad and a dill pickle. Dinner was a hamburger steak, baked potato, and a salad with a Diet Coke. Knocked back some coffee throughout the day: never sweetened, just creamer, thanks.

iPod Workout Surprise (coming at just the right time):

"Someday I'll fly
Someday I'll soar
Someday I'll be so damned much more
'Cuz I'm bigger than my body
Gives me credit for..."

-John Mayer

Love setting it on "shuffle" and seeing what pops up.