Ramblings on teaching, kayaking, dieting, sports, music, life in the South, life in the West, and life in general. Don't like it? Continue downriver and find another port...
Sunday, November 30, 2008
I can't imagine there is anything more tiresome than someone who is all talk and no action. Which means I'm pretty tired of myself. Over and over again I've tried to rededicate myself to the weight loss. Again and again I've tried to refocus my efforts. Time and time again I've tried to rekindle my motivation. And each time I've failed.
Now I'm trying again. Is there anything to suggest that I'm going to succeed? Not really. I think today's Cathy really captures the essence.
In the comic strip, Cathy's mom is the one who sells her on the idea that she can eat the pie. While I've had plenty of people encouraging me to eat this past weekend, I myself am the one to blame for my sub-prime eating problem. And there is no bailout coming for me. I'm the only one who can get myself out of this mess.
Here's what I'm trying for the month of December.
1) I will work out at the gym at least five times each week until I leave for my Christmas vacation.
2) I will go to the gym at least three mornings each work week until my vacation.
3) I will try to cut back on what I eat.
That's it; no weight loss goals, no other requirements. Really what I need to do is get in better shape. On our vacation we expect to spend two days in a row skiing. If I can't get in better shape, I won't be able to make two whole days (not to mention being able to fit into my ski clothes).
Tomorrow is Day One...
Now I'm trying again. Is there anything to suggest that I'm going to succeed? Not really. I think today's Cathy really captures the essence.
In the comic strip, Cathy's mom is the one who sells her on the idea that she can eat the pie. While I've had plenty of people encouraging me to eat this past weekend, I myself am the one to blame for my sub-prime eating problem. And there is no bailout coming for me. I'm the only one who can get myself out of this mess.
Here's what I'm trying for the month of December.
1) I will work out at the gym at least five times each week until I leave for my Christmas vacation.
2) I will go to the gym at least three mornings each work week until my vacation.
3) I will try to cut back on what I eat.
That's it; no weight loss goals, no other requirements. Really what I need to do is get in better shape. On our vacation we expect to spend two days in a row skiing. If I can't get in better shape, I won't be able to make two whole days (not to mention being able to fit into my ski clothes).
Tomorrow is Day One...
Monday, November 03, 2008
A fond farewell to another of my favorite comic strips. Opus was just the most recent face of Bloom County, one of my very favorite comics. Bloom County said "Happy Trails" (the last book) in the late '80s. It came back as Sunday-only Outland, with new characters who were gradually replaced by the old ones. It ended in the mid-'90s. Then in 2003 it showed up again as Opus, with many of the same characters. And now it's gone again, and creator Berkley Breathed claims it's for good this time, as he turns his attention to children's literature. A noble effort, to be true, but I will miss Opus, Bill the Cat, Steve Dallas, Binkley, Portnoy, HodgePodge, Cutter John, Rosebud, and all the other characters. I will put my Bloom County books on the shelf with Garfield, The Far Side, and Calvin and Hobbes, and pray that Bill Amend continues drawing FoxTrot on Sundays for just a little bit longer.
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