fits and starts

The hammy is still a bit skitchy, so I'm sticking to walking for a while. went 2.18 miles this morning.

mini-me is showing all the signs of becoming a first class P.I.T.A. he's allowed his grades to fall a LONG way below acceptable. i guess i should have been monitoring more closely, but he's always been firmly entrenched on the honor roll, so i didn't do my diligence. He also decided to quit track, which didn't set well with me either. However, he will now have more time (LOTS) to focus on school. Xbox, laptop visits from friends and cell phone are soon to be surrendered.

I hate having to be the enforcer, but he really needs to learn about perseverance and to get better study habits.

On a funner note...found this reference to the NCAA tournament. Fitting, for the Big FAT Loser!

Bon Appetite!

Bluuuuuueeeee

(tip of the morehead st. hat to Leann Rhymes and the american idol chick who emulated her)

Once again, General Malaise has staged a bloodless coup on the casa del hookers...heh. A funk has descended recently, and I'm not talking Parliment/Funkadelic, earth wind & fire, or even pre-sell out commodores. I don't know if it's the last vestiges of winter, the time change or what, but I've been discombobulated all week.

The kids are about done with school...which is unfortunate because they've still got two months to go. More and more, I'm thinking year round school with three 6 week breaks might be a better option than the traditional schedule.

I did manage to shake the doldrums and walk 2.54 miles this morning. Onward and upward...supposed to be trending warmer.

ticking away

the moments that make up a dull day...(tip of the Illini cap to Pink Floyd)

Do you ever wonder, truly wonder, how good or bad your fitness level really is? I mean, I've been running semi-regularly since New Years, so I have to be improving, right? Yesterday provided me with answers to both questions and the truth hurts...and so do my hamstrings.

I found myself a little behind the 8 ball time wise yesterday so I decided to condense things. Walked for 5 minutes, and then ran a series of 100 yard dashes. Full out...as hard as I could push. I finished 4...and thought my time on earth was through. I ended the workout with a 10 minute cool down walk at semi fast pace. Today my hammies feel like piano wires and the quads are barking.

Mike Davis and the other Illini seniors might finally be beginning to understand the urgency with which you have to play to succeed at a high level. I hope they finish their careers on a bright note.

You don't know how it feels....

to be me! (Tip of the Chicago Bulls cap to Tom "thank god for Dylan or I'd be the ugliest man in Rock" Petty!)

Outside forces conspire to derail my fitness goals....gotta stay strong. did nothing yesterday. did the bw2 indoor workout this morning...with a guest appearance from mini-me, who set his own alarm in order to join me for 5:30 a.m. "jock"ularity.

If it's above 25 tomorrow I'm goin'. The mythical 3 mile milepost is in sight.