January 11th, 2009


Fitness '09: Earning my breakfast

I really didn't want to get out of bed this morning, after staying up past 1 a.m. playing Nethack (following a fun social evening which I'll write about later). But I hadn't yet jogged this calendar year, so around 10 a.m. I finally put on my running shoes and headed down to the Embarcadero. Ferry Building to the ballpark and back in 35 minutes, for a bit under 13 min/mile pace - slow, but not glacial. Took the cable car home, and found I was ravenously hungry. I really enjoyed my tea and oatmeal-cornmeal porridge since I felt I'd truly earned it. And I ate it at the kitchen table instead of in front of the computer; I think this will be a good habit to get into, to avoid unconscious calorie consumption.

Time to ramp up on the exercise; I'm turning 39 in a bit under three weeks, and my body isn't going to take care of itself. Plan for the coming week:

Monday: Brisk walk
Tuesday: Aquatic Park run, stretches & crunches
Wednesday: Embarcadero run, stretches & crunches
Thursday: Aquatic Park run, stretches & crunches
Friday: Off
Saturday: Brisk walk
Sunday: Embarcadero run, stretches & crunches

My weight is still hovering around 140, which is acceptable, but not ideal. I'm making an intermediate goal to lose another five pounds in the next three weeks, which should be entirely doable. It would be great to be in better shape before our Costa Rica trip, especially since we'll be meeting the McDougalls there, who have inspired me with their great advice and recipes to stick more closely to a lowfat vegan diet.
playing bass


Friday I had a nice evening with jeremyrandall. Saturday afternoon was my usual bass lesson. I hadn't practiced all week, but we spent most of the lesson working out a chart for "Wooly Bully" which my drummer friend Jason wants to do; the bass tabs he'd forwarded weren't accurate enough for Steve's liking. Our band workshop starts Tuesday so I need to get more serious about practicing...

Saturday evening I met up with obadiah and Nanette at Borderlands Books in the Mission. Their neat Sphynx cat Ripley was there, and as a surprise, they had two more. I played with one of them, "Ash", and after wrestling with my arm and biting my hand for awhile, she trusted me enough to let me pick her up and hold her. Have you ever held a Sphynx cat?? The Borderlands site describes the feeling as like a "suede hot water bottle", and warm to the touch. That's pretty accurate. I pressed my cheek against Ash, and she felt really warm and nice.

The three of us then went out to dinner at a nearby Indian restaurant. I exercised restraint and ordered only a spinach-lentil dish (dal saag); no fried samosas, no buttery naan, no mango lassi, and no gulab jamun (though that's my favorite dessert on Earth). Afterward we went to Writers With Drinks, where obadiah's friend Steve was reading. Unfortunately it was insanely crowded, with no seats left by the time we arrived, so I excused myself after Steve's reading (which was an entertaining bit of sci-fi erotica).

I'd earlier gotten an invite to my friend/former co-worker Rich's place for mulled cider, so I stopped by for a visit. I enjoyed hanging out with his friends, including the members of the band The Final Frontiersmen who I'd seen perform at Rich's birthday concert. I also chatted with another UCSF employee who had liked my photos from our team-building event, and might be interested in using more of my photography in the future. I came home from the party not too late, but stayed up later playing Nethack.

Today I ran along the Embarcadero, did my bi-weekly hair treatment and touched up the roots, talked with Mom on the phone, napped, played more Nethack, and practiced bass a little. Nothing terribly productive. Dentist appointment and lunch with davidhanddotnet tomorrow. boyziggy comes home from his Montana ski trip tomorrow afternoon, yay!