Rationalization, is an enemy. Just like my mom and sleep.
I'm going to start making a list of things that are enemies.
Last night at youth group, I was sitting next to a guy who was drinking a cola. My gosh. It looked awesome. And I started rationalizing why it would be okay to have just one sip. Just one.
I told myself it'd be okay because I'm kind of having a disappointing fitness week as is, and if you're doing bad... why not just do worse. Right?
Then I was like: Well, I'm loosing weight as is, and I'm doing really good. One sip won't hurt.
Then I was like: Well, a cola would be really good with this ham sandwich.
Then I was like: What could it hurt? Lots of people drink cola.
Then I was like: Hey You! Get me a tall glass of milk and a cookie! Stat!
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I didn't drink the cola, but I wanted to.
I substituted it with cookies and milk.
As I'm figuring, even if I don't eat well or exercise enough, still replacing cola with water is a good thing. Almost enough, I can get right back into the Get Fit Tommy campaign when I return from New Orleans. But, if I drink just one sip of cola, then the next sip will be okay, then the sip after that, then the next 10 cans.
No. I have to be done. I think when I reach my goal of 30 days, I'm gonna go another 30 days.
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YESTERDAY'S DIET!
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DIET:
BREAKFAST: Water Bottle, Banananananananas
LUNCH: Yogurt Parfait
SNACK: Homemade Cookies
DINNER: Sack Lunch (Ham Sandwich [with light mayo and mustard, and nasty yellow cheese.], Two Puddings, Three Cookies, Cheeze-its.) Two Tall Glasses of Milk
EXERCISE: Its getting really bad. I don't think I've exercised this whole week. I just lost motivation. I thinking about calling up an old coach from high school to get help with writing a workout/exercise schedule.
BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 16
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 16 (Now, for everyday I've avoided soda-pop, I've been attacked by a nasty, vile, bird.)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 10 oz. (Oops! I did it again!)
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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Thursday, May 28, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Creepers, Crawler, and The Police
So, today was a mildly boring day. But a lucky one too.
I thought I worked next on Monday, so, out of curiosity (and boredom) I drove allllllll the way to work. I did this so I could write and figure out my schedule. Luckily, I did. Why? Because I work tomorrow morning. YIKES! Good thing I went in.
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I was taking a walk tonight and well. It was high-larry-us! First, I'm pretty sure the first park I stopped at there was a police officer. She said hello. I did too. Then I said, "Nice night for a walk, eh?" She agreed.
Then I went to the next park. This park is flat nothing and perfect for star gazing. The moment I laid my head down a cop car pulls up on the other end of the park and shines his lights, scanning the park for miscreants like myself. So, I hid.
I wasn't doing anything wrong, but it reminded me of being out past curfew when I was in middle school.
Then all the bugs starting buzzing and singing.
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I was attacked four times by birds today. Which I think puts the BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 14.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - Eggs with cheese, a bowl of Kashi and milk.
SNACK 1 - Flaxseed Peanut Butter Bar
DINNER - Tuna Sandwich
SNACK 2 - hasn't happened yet, but I'm thinking maybe some baked beans. Cold.
EXERCISE:
approx. 4.5 mile bike ride
approx. 4 mile walk
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 12
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
I thought I worked next on Monday, so, out of curiosity (and boredom) I drove allllllll the way to work. I did this so I could write and figure out my schedule. Luckily, I did. Why? Because I work tomorrow morning. YIKES! Good thing I went in.
---
I was taking a walk tonight and well. It was high-larry-us! First, I'm pretty sure the first park I stopped at there was a police officer. She said hello. I did too. Then I said, "Nice night for a walk, eh?" She agreed.
Then I went to the next park. This park is flat nothing and perfect for star gazing. The moment I laid my head down a cop car pulls up on the other end of the park and shines his lights, scanning the park for miscreants like myself. So, I hid.
I wasn't doing anything wrong, but it reminded me of being out past curfew when I was in middle school.
Then all the bugs starting buzzing and singing.
---
I was attacked four times by birds today. Which I think puts the BIRD ATTACK COUNT: 14.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - Eggs with cheese, a bowl of Kashi and milk.
SNACK 1 - Flaxseed Peanut Butter Bar
DINNER - Tuna Sandwich
SNACK 2 - hasn't happened yet, but I'm thinking maybe some baked beans. Cold.
EXERCISE:
approx. 4.5 mile bike ride
approx. 4 mile walk
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 12
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Semesters Over, Parties, Cookies, and Star Gazing (Or, When Birds Attack, Again.)
Today was awesome.
Since, my goal isn't just to be fit, but to have a lifestyle of fitness (including, physical, financial, spiritual, emotional, et ceteral) I'm going to update you on some areas of my fitness in my life.
But, lets back track.
This is mostly a blog on physical fitness, but seeing as how we're physical beings, physical fitness touches upon everything. So, that's what I meant up above.
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Today started shaky. I'm in poor financial shape, and well, that can start any day in a shaky way. But, lets not dwell on the past.
My last class period was awesome!!! I absolutely love my creative writing teacher! I'm gonna miss her this summer, of course, we're hanging out in two weeks, so I guess I won't miss her that much.
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Work. Boring. Except I got attacked by a bird, four times.
ATTACK OF THE BIRDS COUNT: 6 bird attacks.
I've decided that birds are vicious and vile creatures, full of hatred and rage.
The other day I was watching two ducks in the Fox River. They were doing one of two things. Either they were mating or one was trying to murder the other.
Since, mating and murder are so closely related, for example they both are brought to us by the letter "M", they could've been doing both.
One duck was mounting the other duck, which led me to believe it was mating, if you catch my drift.
The mounting duck, or the alpha duck, lets call him Conan the Duck Conqueror, was taking his bill and shoving the other duck's head, lets call that duck: Willy, underwater trying to drown it.
This is why I'm confused whether if it was mating or murder. What do you think? Lovin' in the water? Murder on the riverside? Or, simply a bad date?
Either way, in the past week I've been attacked six times by red-breasted blackbirds, and I saw ducks trying to do something or other to each other.
That is why all birds are vicious and vile creatures, full of hatred and rage.
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After work I took a very long walk that ended with some star gazing.
I'm canceling my walk tomorrow, and I'm going to do it again.
You should join me.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - cookies, brownies, and something wonderful made of peanut butter.
LUNCH - Tuna Sandwich with Chicken and Wild Rice Soup (the soup wasn't as healthy and wonderful as it sounds. It was a creamy soup, not a brothy soup.)
SNACK 1 - Lemon bar.
DINNER - Roast Beef with cream cheese sandwich
SNACK 2- Soy Chai Latte, and a couple of sips of Arcedium's artics.
EXERCISE:
approx. 4 mile walk.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 8
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Since, my goal isn't just to be fit, but to have a lifestyle of fitness (including, physical, financial, spiritual, emotional, et ceteral) I'm going to update you on some areas of my fitness in my life.
But, lets back track.
This is mostly a blog on physical fitness, but seeing as how we're physical beings, physical fitness touches upon everything. So, that's what I meant up above.
---
Today started shaky. I'm in poor financial shape, and well, that can start any day in a shaky way. But, lets not dwell on the past.
My last class period was awesome!!! I absolutely love my creative writing teacher! I'm gonna miss her this summer, of course, we're hanging out in two weeks, so I guess I won't miss her that much.
---
Work. Boring. Except I got attacked by a bird, four times.
ATTACK OF THE BIRDS COUNT: 6 bird attacks.
I've decided that birds are vicious and vile creatures, full of hatred and rage.
The other day I was watching two ducks in the Fox River. They were doing one of two things. Either they were mating or one was trying to murder the other.
Since, mating and murder are so closely related, for example they both are brought to us by the letter "M", they could've been doing both.
One duck was mounting the other duck, which led me to believe it was mating, if you catch my drift.
The mounting duck, or the alpha duck, lets call him Conan the Duck Conqueror, was taking his bill and shoving the other duck's head, lets call that duck: Willy, underwater trying to drown it.
This is why I'm confused whether if it was mating or murder. What do you think? Lovin' in the water? Murder on the riverside? Or, simply a bad date?
Either way, in the past week I've been attacked six times by red-breasted blackbirds, and I saw ducks trying to do something or other to each other.
That is why all birds are vicious and vile creatures, full of hatred and rage.
---
After work I took a very long walk that ended with some star gazing.
I'm canceling my walk tomorrow, and I'm going to do it again.
You should join me.
---
DIET:
BREAKFAST - cookies, brownies, and something wonderful made of peanut butter.
LUNCH - Tuna Sandwich with Chicken and Wild Rice Soup (the soup wasn't as healthy and wonderful as it sounds. It was a creamy soup, not a brothy soup.)
SNACK 1 - Lemon bar.
DINNER - Roast Beef with cream cheese sandwich
SNACK 2- Soy Chai Latte, and a couple of sips of Arcedium's artics.
EXERCISE:
approx. 4 mile walk.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 8
WATER GAUGE: approx. 60 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
Geriatric Jazz
I was hanging tough with some friends tonight. They're all fantastic jazz musicians and invited a bunch of guys from their jazz combo to show up and play.
They did.
It was awesome.
There were a couple of high school kids who played bass, one was like 14, and they were awesome.
But, the stand out for the night was a man pushing 90 years old. A couple of years ago, several years into his retirement, he decided he wanted to learn how to play a clarinet.
He joined this community college jazz combo and started playing with a bunch of 20 somethings and high school students. It was quite the treat. They were grooving so hard tonight.
Except for the old man.
He sucked.
But, he played along with the combo as best he could. He stared at the music so hard that you would think he was trying to burn it up with his eyes. He'd set his clarinet down and let the young guys get real funky. Then, they'd look at him, nod him in, and he'd scramble with his old man hands to grab his clarinet and then he'd squeak and squawk along.
So, the combo would play something smooth and groovy. Getting into a real jam. They'd sound like real pros.
The leader would nod in the elder gentleman, don't forget he has been following the music like a mad man, and then you'd get the squeakiest and squawkiest solo you've ever heard.
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I'm that old man.
Symbolically.
I feel like I live in this world of real pros, leading healthy life styles, working out daily, doing yoga, eating fruits and vegetables, drinking water, smiling big bright shiny smiles, and occasionally these pros have the grace to let me in to squeak and squawk a little bit.
They'll run and yoga, eat healthily, make wise decisions, have self control in the kitchen. Real pros.
Then, they nod me in.
I take walks and do crunches, think about eating healthily, make half-wise decisions, have some self control. Squeaking and squawking.
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DIET:
BREAKFAST - banananananana and some of my trademark homemade trail-mix.
LUNCH - Half of a tuna sandwich, half of a ham and cheddar sandwich.
SNACK 1 - A whole roast beef sandwich, with cream cheese... YIKES!
DINNER - A mandarin chicken salad from Wendy's. I used very little dressing. I'm not one to chat about textures of food from fast food joints, but the texture was real bad. The taste wasn't horrible.
SNACK 2- Pretzels, and then some.
SNACK 3 - Two small Italian sandwiches on the sweetest bread you've ever tasted.
EXERCISE:
3 sets of pushups.
Set 1: 10 p.u.
Set 2: 5 p.u.
Set 3: 3 p.u.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 7 (ONE WHOLE WEEK BABY!)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 80 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
They did.
It was awesome.
There were a couple of high school kids who played bass, one was like 14, and they were awesome.
But, the stand out for the night was a man pushing 90 years old. A couple of years ago, several years into his retirement, he decided he wanted to learn how to play a clarinet.
He joined this community college jazz combo and started playing with a bunch of 20 somethings and high school students. It was quite the treat. They were grooving so hard tonight.
Except for the old man.
He sucked.
But, he played along with the combo as best he could. He stared at the music so hard that you would think he was trying to burn it up with his eyes. He'd set his clarinet down and let the young guys get real funky. Then, they'd look at him, nod him in, and he'd scramble with his old man hands to grab his clarinet and then he'd squeak and squawk along.
So, the combo would play something smooth and groovy. Getting into a real jam. They'd sound like real pros.
The leader would nod in the elder gentleman, don't forget he has been following the music like a mad man, and then you'd get the squeakiest and squawkiest solo you've ever heard.
---
I'm that old man.
Symbolically.
I feel like I live in this world of real pros, leading healthy life styles, working out daily, doing yoga, eating fruits and vegetables, drinking water, smiling big bright shiny smiles, and occasionally these pros have the grace to let me in to squeak and squawk a little bit.
They'll run and yoga, eat healthily, make wise decisions, have self control in the kitchen. Real pros.
Then, they nod me in.
I take walks and do crunches, think about eating healthily, make half-wise decisions, have some self control. Squeaking and squawking.
---
DIET:
BREAKFAST - banananananana and some of my trademark homemade trail-mix.
LUNCH - Half of a tuna sandwich, half of a ham and cheddar sandwich.
SNACK 1 - A whole roast beef sandwich, with cream cheese... YIKES!
DINNER - A mandarin chicken salad from Wendy's. I used very little dressing. I'm not one to chat about textures of food from fast food joints, but the texture was real bad. The taste wasn't horrible.
SNACK 2- Pretzels, and then some.
SNACK 3 - Two small Italian sandwiches on the sweetest bread you've ever tasted.
EXERCISE:
3 sets of pushups.
Set 1: 10 p.u.
Set 2: 5 p.u.
Set 3: 3 p.u.
DAYS-WITHOUT-SODA-POP-O-METER: 7 (ONE WHOLE WEEK BABY!)
WATER GAUGE: approx. 80 oz.
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All The Love My Massive Heart Can Give,
tommy
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